Fated Futures
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All different in color, size, and shape
Unique as each grain of sand
that withstands the melting of heat and pressure
To create the beauty that is a stain glass being held by walls that stand
Tall with the pride of ages and days left behind
But held true to the hopes we keep in our hearts and in our minds
We open our eyes our windows
And head in the direction the wind blows
Fearful, hopeful in writing the great stories of our future to come
With the ink of days past adorned with ambitions and wisdom
Hold firm and dive right in they say
But the cautionary tales told still drum in our ears like the banging of loud drums
Allowing only the hard heavy beat to be heard until we’ve grown compltetely numb
And the warnings and the lessons will never be enough
Because we will fall and stumble and bruise and cry
But the reasons as to why, and the timing that’s been placed
Will always manage to bring us back to that familiar place
those pains and that anguish, the horrors inside
Are like vaccines injected into our veins
They cause minor pain at the piercing point
But defend us from the causalities that lie ahead
Being true to ourselves and never losing faith
For mistrust will pour down and drench us in puddle of uncertainty
But the sun will always soon after arrive with the display of lights from all sides of the spectrum
From radiant courageous yellows
To the soft compassions of pink
Our characters will grow like the bright sunflowers of spring
Bending in the direction the sun shown
But never bending to the judgments and criticisms of other
Rather standing tall and prideful in the wondrous blossoms those once small buds have become
Like a speeding race track
our parents words will race around our heads
keeping us on the track rather than crashing in life ahead
those small few steps we once took
have turned into the endless flight of stairs we will forever be climbing
for the journey may be long
and tough like the great wall of china
but our accomplishments will one day be seen from the stars