Live your life from one day to the next. Then you may go and try again. The sins of your fathers and their fathers before conspire to concoct your routine. Rinse lather repeat, rinse lather repeat Keep the world ever so tidy and neat despite what we've been told of chaos of old: This isn't how the world beats. With thy amibition and compassion hard to direct the most capricious of course, Sped off on thy horses indluging thy wishes futility in riches. Think not of the common fate reserved for all death, eternal So be brave, young knave. For whilst they scream and whilst they rave Thou shalt achieve that which you crave.
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Posted: May 2010
About this poem:
This is the closest to inspirational poetry I may ever get. It simply means "soldier on"
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