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Owe


We each owe

In life it’s pay as you go

Knowledge requires a price

Yet some don’t want to pay

Gathering wisdom on the way

Thinking as long as you take it’s free

Taking has a price it’s consequences 

A high fee for life’s lessons you learn 

Without shelter in darkness and alone

The price was to high and you lost home

Society is a mirror for all that we see

The weight carried by all of humanity 

Substance a medium by which to escape 

The slings and arrows ill’s of this world

In the darkness there is nowhere to hide

Emptiness that consumes deep inside 

Crash and burn the price so you learn

Doubt is the monster that’s buried within

Faith the sword to slay time and again

We must be the beacon we are the light

Can’t lose the reason for which we fight

There is a price that we each must pay

Bringing truth of knowledge into the fray

Every mentor and teacher along the way

Has sown a seed even if we didn’t know

Our world still has far for us to go

Let us not forget that there is something which we each owe

There are seeds we each must sow

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Gregory Anderson

I’m am a poet, Writer, filmmaker. I have been writing since the 3rd grade.

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