The Potential Poem by Charles Melody
The Potential
The potential sits and looks at himself in the mirror.
Physically, he is without terror, but his heart is full of horror.
His future, bright and glorious.His decisions, blight and delirious.
This made everything ridiculous but he tends to tight up and be Meticulous.
To mend the heart is harmonious, so the potential ends up glorious.
For glory's sake, he is a potential.
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