I’ve Got This | Poem

Control
Fire
Deep from within
Ignites in our eyes
We step to begin

Step forward
Fall back
Push all the same
I’m more than a piece
In life’s little game

Grow up
Move out
Take in formal thought
You’re life is a measure
Of what’s memorized then forgot

Back to fire
Right, that fire
Burning so clear
But tucked in a box
No oxygen near

Stand up
Rip out
Blaze ten steps ahead
You may barely be living
But you sure won’t be dead. x

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