Find Your Confidence

Poetry is turning out to be a very cathartic medium, I should do this more often.

Set the Mood

Here is a word from the simple,

A harsh word cut from the wise.

Smile ‘til your cheeks show a dimple,

Laugh ‘til you hurt your sides.

Here is a word from the fool,

A harsh word cut from the genius.

Don’t end up the smart man’s tool,

Freedom is fruitful and I mean this.

Here is a word from the sick,

A harsh word cut from their health.

Don’t fall for promises from the slick,

You must reach out for your own wealth.

Here is a word from the dauntless,

A harsh word cut from the cowardly.

Cherish your bravery and flaunt it,

For hundreds are dying scared, hourly.

Here is a word from the few,

A harsh word cut from the many.

Don’t hang around with nothing to do,

Or they’ll trade you for as little as a penny.

Here is a word from the lazy,

A harsh word cut from the go-getters.

This world can break and make you crazy,

But only if you sit idle, only if you let her.

Here is a word from someone who loves you,

A kind word cut straight from my chest.

Start looking toward the goals you feel are above you,

And realize if you tried, you’d always be the best.