Grow To Outgrow Poem by John Sensele

Four fifty, I jump off my bed
Priming my mind for the day to get ahead
Firstly, I win the battle raging in my mind
Determined time and space I should find

If dreams without goals I should ditch
Working my butt off goals to reach
Despite the pain I feel
Reaching my goal is the real deal

On which my locus of attention focuses
Got to pull my resources if pluses
Are to crown my efforts with bliss
Otherwise key targets again I miss

Offering tired excuses
That don't rejuvenate the juices
I need to reach the destination
My life lifts with determination.