Ropes Of Life Poem by John kago

Ropes Of Life



We are all free,
wise words from my history class.
thus with ambitious zeal and fervor i set,
to grant my true hearts desires
but still

why do they seem so small, so insignificant
ah then why do I fear, push them aside
to forget, only to feel so guilty, so bereft
this passion, this want
choked by logic, by family, by friends
stick to that study desk, eyes on that board
land that stable income, slave away thine years
build that home, care for family
yes, after all those are the standards.

in my minds crossroads,
stretched so apart I feel my cracks
with each side pulling with gigantic ropes of destiny.
all but this one solitary white string
so frail, pulls ever so tenderly at my heart
at my soul, oh fate
yet you are the strongest of them all.

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