Something for the multitude who may never achieve
All the goals and dreams, their hearts might conceive;
All that really matters is: that you continue to believe.
Plant your seeds in earth and beware;
As seasons pass fertile fields may grow bare.
Storms may form, envelop, and impair.
In isolation, the typhoons we learn to bear.
Recognition is the freezing winter air;
A moment it encompasses, it`s everywhere,
Next – the gusts are no longer there.
Temporary is definite, and perennial – rare.
Joy easily transmutes into despair.
Clear skies, suddenly rainstorms ensnare;
Fortune, society, and life is unfair.
Find the simple between the serpentine pair.
Few will acknowledge, less – care,
Whether: you blaze towards the sky and glare…
Or spiral in descent, a dying flare.
As long as you push forward and continue to believe,
Little accomplishments you`ll find your will, will conceive;
And fuck those who don`t acknowledge what you achieve.
Composed By: A.D.
(Iris as in Greek Myth, not Isis... albeit, she (Isis) is awesome as well. Hope you enjoy).
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