the tolerance of truth
the glimmer, a slight twinkle
here and of course so unreachable
compared to a star in the night sky
so close but still so very far
desire; burning, throbbing, pushing
lessons learned and always preached
moving me on, to pick a star
from the sky and put it my pocket
ill grow, and flourish, and shine
somehow ill always be a little empty
because not everything can be mine
as my path unfurls infront of me
unrolls in its tedious glory
i see it leads to a beautifull place
bright with a maginificant shine
though i cant see it i still proceed forward
footprints allow me to trace my path through time
as i keep my steady forward pace
i have to much desire to lose this race
stubborn, yes i know i am
this seagoat moves for no unworthy man
though i will assist all i can
i still wish to be prosperous on this land
sacrifices to make and stones to step over
a lesson once learned, proved to be fact
now a regulation, a standard
trace the footprints further back
like the cord to the wall
it proves you cant be two places at once
those would be: here and so very far
you can only travel forwards
in a unchangable unstoppable direction
that brings you to the end of the road
which beholds the glorified beauty of truth |
Submission Name: The Tolerance of Truth
