No Guts No Glory
Life seems-like an ever forbidden story {!!!} one day you're happy, the very
next...{?} "You know the story". Why are we still feeling the wraft of an im-
plicable story? "No Guts No Glory."
Times persistently comes with it sordid details of Up's & Downs. Noone will seek
to explain...(why) the reason. But in all due-season....it seem impossible at times
trying to avoid the difficulties and still maintain one's own sanity. Anyone dare
try to explain...or if you could, does it matter whether or not I'm Democratic or Re
publican. Life is only rewarded Happiness when the common causes of living misg-
uides us to believe in the Unjust Principles of Process. The Process of dealing
w/families and friends and still be befriended as if life punishes you for being Reces
sed. And then no regrets for our our own failures, we as everyday americans still
accept the pain and the gain of fausely do's and don'ts, only to be place in a cell for
breaking manmade law's that never accompblished nothing but...an untold story..(?)
"No Gut's & No Glory."
If I had to tell you the story of my life, its hardship and disappointment or in noway an
attempt to try to explain my in's and out's, my doubts of which has lead me at the
crossroad of good and bad, only to choose the way of my own understanding of
the poor-of-me. "No Guts No Glory"
Copyright © John Streeter | Year Posted 2013
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