Hakuna Matata Poem by Trevor Schulte

The hope for tomorrow shines its beacon
as I fall back into the comfort of angels
Blessed I am, and Holy I feel
For the day has just begun
on a life of passed sorrows and new orgin
where I will bask in the heavenlies
brought with pure ecstasy to meaning
Why break myself through trouble
inside a worried bubble
when a life based on promise
makes importance double.
'Hakuna Matata' I say
as I welcome the new day
No worries, just trust
No regret, just learned lessons
True I walk in myself
scattered with thought
mingled in a battle of truth
yet to be fought
But heavy my shield of faith
and strong the sword of love
as it pierces the concerns
that burden my life thereof
For to pace a life in negativity
I confuse a chance of change
For change is the only thing
that remains of permanent exchange
Must we drag out the day
in a state of pure pain
or strive for the worry-free status
so difficult to attain?