Find Focus Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Find Focus



Few self-selected boundaries secure
success against distortions. Envy, greed
may undermine intentions fine, immure
great goals from circumspection's jesses freed.
Need's great when limits grate, for cynosure.
Where moderation frets, ambitions feed
appetites which waste, haste immature,
potential spendthrift squandered. To succeed,
spurn sinecure, forthrightness fair ensure,
refusing pride's possession, purblind lead
feeding views subjective, premature.
Find focus as unbiased instincts guide.

Way's narrow, high's temptation's signing fee
between the devil and the deep blue sea.

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(11 April 2008)
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