When I was young &
inexperienced, arrogance
fooled me into believing
I was ingenious.
Life was a box of chocolates,
like nothing could be easier.
But now that I'm older,
I've learned humility.
The more I grow,
the less I know.
With ev'ry turn,
there's lots to learn.
The spoils
of youth, though rich
& luxurious are not as
bright as the wisdom
I've earned, like learning
to be worriless. Wars waged
and battles braved, I've
swallowed my pride.
Release the rebel and
silence survives.
I filled in
the chip on my shoulder,
and prevented it from
becoming a boulder.
And matter of fact,
I've no monkeys at
my back. It's bananas
to think I used to let
them attack.
Time stood still for nary a soul, it dragged its feet, aching and old. Blistering heat that made us melt, we were once softer than silk felt. Hallowed hearts wind whistled through, covered in bruises, black and blue. Hardly broken, but maybe bent, running on empty and love spent. There comes a day in all our lives, when our failures cut deep as knives. But you shall remain a triumph, you stayed with me, like a science. Words were whispered, curses, we'd shout, until the blood drained from our mouths. Yesterday—softer than silk felt; seems like all we do these days is yell.
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