What Must Be Done
Rewards in life require work,
Inspiration, sweat and blood.
Pay your dues and do not shirk.
Be honest, strong and good.
Throngs may choose the easy path
But throngs are all they'll see,
So crowded, cramped and fully packed,
For easy isn't free.
The price in fact, is much too high,
The toll is much too dear.
What must be done can't be denied
Nor cowered from in fear.
What must be done; it shall be done.
What's right is what to do.
Then when you find your setting sun,
You'll know your path was true.
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Posted: Jul 2010
About this poem:What you cannot dare, you cannot win, and what you cannot win you cannot cheat. It is the fool who steals from himself.