Say I more what Iíve seen and felt?
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I know the loss as it is dealt.
I stumble and stutter to know why,
My blessings untimely whither and die.
I try with honor to rise above all,
But unyielding does my past call.
Taunting me so I know my shame,
Hopeless attempts at fortune and fame.
Why fight a battle destined to fail?
Kicking and tearing to no avail.
Posses I nothing of worth to share,
But beaten, broken, bloody despair?
I crave to create worthy profound art,
Not just rhymes to tease the tart.
Far too long have I poetically passed,
No divine knowledge have I amassed.