by Lobo Aru
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Poem ID: 100
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RETURN TO THE DARK HERE
The Best is Yet To Come
It's not too late.
It's not too late at all.
You're young.
You have so many years to go.
Why do you lament your finite moments
When so many more lie ahead?
If it's college degrees you want, you can have a dozen or more
If you want a career, you have decades to have several.
Why lament the current status quo?
You know one thing, or else you're just pathetic.
You will be alive.
So what does that mean?
It means you'll get through whatever the hell comes
And you will be alive.
So you will have the time.
The time to control your own destiny.
You aren't through with options yet.
Opportunity is a grain of sand
On the infinite beach of time.
Implementation is the bitch.
That's the true test of the power of your spirit.
Can you make it happen?
Or are you just a dreamer and a spectator?
We're young, you and I.
We can, and will, eventually, rule the world and all reality as we know it.
Let's take a deep breath, and focus on growth.
The best is yet to come.


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