Wednesday, September 07, 2016

158. Target

Lift the spear of resolve,
Hold it tight in your hands,
Throw it with all your might - 
Like Olympic winners throw javelins.

Let it go beyond the crowd,
Collected to put you down,
To mock you and prevent you
From what is genuinely yours.

Throw the spear of resolve hard,
Summon every ounce of energy,
Every thought, every imagination,
Let the vision of a sparkling future
Propel the spear of resolve.

Let it reach far,let it hit hard
The one at the end of the crowd,
Safe behind the wall of puppets,
Holding all strings in his hands.

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