The Truth
You can do anything.
You’ve heard it a million times.
The reality of it diminishes
Like a repeated song, slowly wasting away
Your patience.
Confidence is the key to the universe.
Yeah, sure, that sounds about right.
I’ll remember that next time.
Until Fear creeps in and snatches that confidence
Which opens up a place for
You to put your own self-made insecurities.
The only thing the Cowardly Lion wanted
Was courage.
It took him: a trip to Oz,
An encounter with the Wicked Witch,
And a few friends,
To realize that he had courage
The whole time.
We don’t have to go to such extremes
To see that everybody has courage,
It’s just, that,
The problem is,
Not everybody sees the potential of their own courage.
Courage stands quietly in the back our minds
With its hands clasped, waiting patiently for us to
Discover its real strength.
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