Tuesday, May 24, 2011

A man not

*+- a man not -+*
Another day another week
For good morrow bright this present seek
Doing what must be done this day
To set course to prosperity in my way
Weather has been unduly foul
The clouds of doubts assail
The dreams of tomorrow fade
In a rerun of yesterday I continue
A knight with broken helm and cracked shield
A donkey riding windmill jouster
A man not made enough or done enough
Of which I could be proud
I am still who I was
And tomorrow ever be
The potential glimpsed is submerged
In who I am and this is me.

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