Disintegrating Mind Matters

If one doesn’t recognize golden opportunity
though it be staring them dead in the face
not realizing what’s in front of them
gives no meaning to life a waste

Why do we make such foolish decisions
rash impulsive unlearned
the probability of success is bleak
and still those bushes burn

When will the sleeping yet wake
arise to their calling begin
don’t you know time is of the essence
with no effort no chance to win

Are we not tired of the same ole story
all's not lost we’re ready to give in
negativity must be eliminated
only a positive mind the will to bend

Stop looking at what’s on the surface
there’s so much more within this house
keep searching digging deeper
find that inner being and let them out

This poem is about: 
My family
Our world

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