This Is Better (At It's Best) Poem by Nicholas Neato

Give me a reason to move
Although it's all too soon
I'd rather hunt for my meals
Never been one for silver spoons

Your daddy never tought you better
Mine was never there
Not somethin I'd like to talk about
But its the truth and it's one I bare

Listen to me is all I ask
I promise my word is gold
I'll put back on this dirty mask
I'll be another unsung hero
in just another story never told

I'll do it by God's grace
I'll do it for love
I'll do it for the ones who follow their heart
May their heart arrive on the back of a dove

I'll do this because they'll never know
This is holy
This is blessed
This is better, at it's best