Inside & out assessment
I find I’m above average!
So its time to stop underestimating myself, self doubt
From appearance & on paper
I’m well above average
Time to wake up and stop disbelieving
That I’m incapable because it’s a lie
I’m more than capable to aspire and achieve
Soar to great heights
It may be genetic, it may stem from my DNA
Or it may be because I’m energetic
Back me in a corner, you find I don’t play
Know the truth; you’re doing well at whatever you’re doing
Keep positive always aspire
With love, Patience & time you can finally get rid of that acquired frown
Look back & smile on your struggles
Time will always heal the scars
Smile at the misery, the pain, hurt, defeat & bad luck
At times you could but faced obstacles, sometimes getting stuck
But you will remember, true happiness doesn’t come without a price
For every moment that lead you to your goal
Made you stronger, it made you wise
So I will sing, sing about my struggles
Because I only survived
If I don’t sing, sing with my heart & soul
Means I’ve giving up striving
Life has thrown its blows; I’m knocked out, stopped fighting
But as God as my witness, my shield, weapon, also my weakness
Loose my way but never get lost
Born resilient, I’ll make it through at all costs
Need to stop tearing myself down
Make a move, fly outta this town!
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Author:
CJ Tones (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Created: 16 – 02 -2010 AM After a physical assessment at gym.
- Category: Spiritual
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I love your author's note in particular because it lends perspective on this latest pep talk. Exercise is wonderfully refreshing, if done well, and invigorating, making us feel more invincible sometimes than we did before we began. It has a way of making us feel freer and more able to think clearly, breathe deeply and conquer our world. Therefore this talk stemming from it is all to perfectly understandable. And yet, and yet.
Isn't it, if compared to the Word of God, a grave deceit in ever believing so highly of our little sinful selves? It is not so much that we are average or above average or below, but that if we are God's we are strong in Him. It seems to little me that it is pride which bolsters us with such sermons, and pride goes before destruction, according to God's Word. And yet pride seems perpetually at my side, guiding me ever into destruction, telling me I am so cool and smart and etc. I hope I have not been proud in this lengthy note. Please forgive me if I have said anything amiss.
I hear you. Thanks for the comment!
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