This life didn't come with any stepping stones
No yellow brick roads
No fancy dwindling globes
No supplementary compass to guide one onto never ending happiness
This life didn't come with everlasting handouts
No satin throne
No manifesting pedestal
No overflowing wallet of joyous mother birthed green
This life only came with endless opportunities
Fate is inevitable
It's the trail of life
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Author:
Jaz Monaé (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 19th, 2016 22:53
- Comment from author about the poem: Everyone's reality is different.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
WELCOME JAZ - and thanks for a great first poem ! We are NOT born equal we are born DIFFERENT. However (as your poem says) we are all born with endless opportunities and it how we grasp them (or let them slip) that makes the difference ! I think your negatives exemplify "all" our experiences ! NO Roads - NO Globes - NO Thrones - N0 Pedestals - NO overflowing wallet and the inevitability of FATE ! Thanks for sharing - BRIAN
And thank you Brian for understanding. 🙂
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