Motivation for your rough trails #61

We all can’t be a son of the earth,

Half poet half preacher,

The richest place on the planet is a graveyard.

You don’t know whats happening,

Because someone has taught you to suffer peacefully.

My life is a work of art,

A couple words on the page to hurt the heart,

The paintings on the wall don’t wait for the poem to start,

Building a beautiful mind with thoughts that are esoteric,

Can’t worship a book if I never read it,

Over your heads,

I’m over the ledge,


Hiding behind a word,

No days off when it’s time to supply the work.

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