Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Kid yourself not

Everyone has a best day, a best week and few the best year
This has been mine, and each day of this year made it better
Some days you lose, some don't let you be the winner
Nothing can quench your fire, especially with your dream so near
Let the tattle tale tail the the tattle
Shine your armor and fight your battle
Nothing is lost in the eyes of a warrior
Love and Hate are contained in the same carrier (heart)
So pick up your pieces if you feel they are fallen
Announce your arrival with a hint of retribution
And wipe your slate clean whilst you empty your baggage
Chalk a new path after you've stone-walled that passage ...

Kid yourself not to succumb to the mistakes of your past
Hold yourself not accountable for each loss
Hate them not for they chose you last
Kid yourself not into building a defensive fort
Love yourself much gaining that loss.