And embarked on a path to do it.
Along the way I heard people say
"There is no way, he'll never see a day
When success isn't flitting away."
Before too long I believed their song
And replayed the tune in my head.
My feelings were wrong; I didn't belong.
Doomed to average instead,
Flitting away in my head.
Just what to do I did not know
Nor were there answers in sight.
The lack of light put my hopes to flight
Twas dark as night; life was a fright
As plan after plan ebbed in might.
In endless repeat the circle complete
The hope that I held would lapse.
And wouldn't you know the trouble would grow
Worst at the first and ne'er any better
Disaster! Defeat! Collapse!
In an instant it happened as quick as that
An eruption of grace spewed forth.
Fueled by the notion of theistic motion
A refreshing potion of merciful lotion
Flowed from the bountiful source.
Ah! Hope is not lost, it's still on its feet
Resolutely marching ahead
To offer its power in life's darkest hour
From quagmire to fire
Intent on victory instead.
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