When you can dream but dreams do not control you;
When you think but you go beyond thoughts to actions.
When you can keep your head high, when all is falling around you;
And the voices keep telling you are not good enough.
Trusting yourself when all men doubt you, nevertheless;
their doubts make you strife better.
Tag: Poetry
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Reminiscing Life: When you can…
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How I Wish My Cock Could Crow
Young lad he is, not born with a silver spoon though
But, his childhood wouldn’t have been any better
Cuddled in a loving hand of a caring mother
Trained by an understanding Man who is more of a friend than a father
Our lad has grown into a boy with short lyrics on his mouth;
“How I Wish My Cock Could Crow”