A Craft Of Diligence
How is it an award, if you have to pay for it?
I’m a republican, but as for our current director in,
I don’t believe his intentions
Split minds, we need to ponder on what is free
To which hard times, we could despite
Frequent established hardship
In regards to making someone else happy
To which people only think of themselves,
Holding their arrogant pride on themselves
Moderate circumstances in which we circumvent
Once that person is in control of a new age invent
A revised substance, of no artistic balance
In which our minds, a no code in understanding pure talents
We are driven into their deceit with merely a success story
We watch with aw, but we do nothing
Onto shape a new craft of something
Take charge and be accounted
Absorb what you ponder on what is free
Your interest is focused where you will find your talent
Marveled skeptical illusions, which draw in mind set confusions
Which we soak up from where we pay the attendance
Believing what to arrange, is started from believing in change
But focused to encourage the sloth of a common slang
To what is free, in which is a vague reality
In which we may once give back to each other,
Is what a strong nation will be
This poem was written by Jason Partington on Jul 03, 2007.
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