JOURNEYMAN

 

 

You can watch the birds fly

And wonder

Why was not I given the sky?

 

Envy;  It is naturally bred

To those born in the tangle

Of hardships’ web

 

But if channeled true

The envious eye

Will bare life’s greatest gift to you

For in spite of disgrace

You have been given Ambition

In the untaken space of prosperities’ place

 

So never mind the thickened kings

Who have not bestowed you with their silken strings

The sky is unclaimed

And you bear wisdoms’ greatest means;

To build your own

Golden Wings

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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