Determination to Dream

I.             Dream

            As  I sit here
            12  o'clock
            Soon  to be one
            I  stair down
            Into  this brewed cup of oil.

            Tugging  at my intellect.
            Thoughts  of wealth and prosperity
            My  vision is full.
            Trying  to focus
            On  needs
            And  putting wants second.

            Risk  is a game of thinking
            Plotting  strategies
            Movements  forward.

            Do  what it takes
            Obtain  my goals
            And  set the new.

            Never  losing sight
            Of  happiness or joy.

            It  is the light at the end
            A  realized vision.
            A  dream fulfilled.

II.            Fears

            Apprehensive  of misfortune
            Living  in a bubble.

            Outside  is a wonderful place
            I  am sure.
            I  will never know

            Stepping  out is a risk.
            One
            I  don't know if I can take

            Cold  sweat running
            Down  the back of my neck. 
            Soon  to reach my ankles.

            The  timid young boy
            Paid  the sixth grade bully.
            Never  ate his lunch.

            All  hopes are barred
            Deep  in  agony and pain.

            Bitter  sickness holds me in
            While  others play in the sun.

            Never  take a risk
            Never  overcome a challenge
            I  will lose.

III.          Hopes

            Like  the droplets
            Of  breast milk
            The  most pure and fulfilling.

            Creating  desire
            When  hunger is at it peak.

            Like  infants they are seeds
            Growing  stronger
            With  every moment
            And  piece of knowledge.

            Nurturing  our minds
            With  a honey so sweet
            That  our vision becomes
            Impaired.

            A  fine line is walked
            Between  the real
            And  the obscure.

            A  question of action or passive thought
            A  separation of possibility.
            It  is or is not!

IV.          Perseverance

            1000  years of living
            In  a pit darkness.
            0ne  day I walked out.

            I  found strength
            In  the warmth of insight.

            One  goal achieved
            The  ability to overcome.

            At  age 12
            Wanted  that shiny corm bike.
            The  one that lived
            In  the window of old Earl's Bike Shop.

            Glistening  like a star among stars.
            It  is a machine 
            Possessing  power
            Everything  I desired.

            Working  harder than 20 oxen
            I  mowed lawn and painted fences
            Took  the complaints

            In  the end
            I  had what all others
            Lusted  after.

            My  determination
            My  hopes
            And  my dreams.

    As It is Written
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