Author: Gweta PM
You think me the fool? HA!Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Humor - Words: 127 - Published: 05-04-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3019385
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Don't close your eyes open
to chase and fall farther behind.
Look neither high nor low to seek
a prize beholden. You cannot
touch, smell, or taste what is
Little strength, little courage
O fain' of weak heart. Drink
every drop of an ocean of tears
satisfying a thirst that crawls
from parched throat and laughs
Think! Stumble not blindly
about when the knowledge
is there. There. THERE! A
sound so faint you wonder,
Ones you know well you know not at all.
Hardships come easy to those made of stone.
It will not break, it will not bend,
watch it shatter into pieces.
A battle is not won until it is lost.
And you think me the fool? HA!