The Path Before
Walking the path
Hundreds, no thousands had tread before
Winding through the hurdles of life
College, finals, work
How does it all get done
I worked towards perfection
Never stopping
Never wavering
Till everything was in its place
Done exactly right
Then change
Perfection seemed impossible
Failing, falling towards the abyss
But then I saw it
A speck of light, hope
Motivated I crawled
Back upwards
Reaching for the sky
Towards that impossibility
Now I know the truth
That with hard work and persistence
Anything is possible
Never give up hope
For hope is always with us
This poem is about:
Me