It seems to me that the test of a person's mettle
Is when things don't go right in their rattle
And the ends don't meet and you are left alone
How far from the prepared path do you roam?
Will you still be able to find your way in the dark times
What do you use for your guide and for your rhythms?
Don't look back on what for you didn't work out
Think and build the good things worth your shouting about.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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