I Could

I could babble on for years to come

How bad choices are made by many

Good ones, by some.

I could say that money is but a thing

How greed is bad

And unnecessary is the bling.

I could preach that cubicles are a way people conform

How its important to break free, be independent

Experience something other than the norm.

Although some many think it is easy to say:

Be different, be you,

If I could have it my way…

I wouldn’t throw money to the wind with my worries

Pose for a camera, be an actor, count the snow fallen flurries.

I’d do what I set out to do from the start

Be a big time lawyer

Vindicate the innocent, the ones with big heart.

Like the rest of America, I’d work for my job

From the bottom to top,

Earn it by effort, not by the likes of being a snob.

 There’s college and law school and interning too

But I’m not daunted by this fact

Because I’ll love what I do.

I’m not the smartest, the richest, or keenest alike

 I’ve faced diversity and problems

And intense self-dislike.

It’s important to me to see this whole law thing through

To help people who need it

I see nothing else I would want to do.

My family will support me whether I become rich or poor

It’s not about them, it’s about me, being proud of myself

Forever more.

I want to be able to earn the big bucks

Not for myself, not for ego

But to bring the poor and the hungry a little more luck.

This world is for all, not just the rich, the important, or me

A job is a job

What you do with it, is what matters, you see.

Money, power, and greed are associated with law

I yearn to make it more than that

To put people in awe.

Becoming a lawyer will be quite a task

But I want to get through it

To look at my diploma and bask.

My command of language is prime and I care about rights

Hearing of innocent wronged

Is when my passion ignites.

When a client is scared and expresses nothing but fright

In complete and utter darkness

I want to show them the light.