Monday, October 24, 2011

IT...


Hard to find and quick to lose,
that's what it is;careful what you choose.
It takes away your nights;it sometimes surrounds you in darkness,
it makes you see all wrongs like rights;it sometimes levitates you in brightness.

Its distracting, attracting, pulling in its black hole when your reacting,
its forgiving, pursuing, the epitome of selfless sacrificing.

Beware its conquerors;it deprioritizes,
beware the unfaithful;it always revitalizes.

All this and no more,
recognize the real one before you're on all four.
Listen to this last rhyme and fix yourself before you pose,
careful;here's how it goes -
Do not grasp it above all things,
but do not blast it my friend; when you know divine confirmation it brings...

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