Not Yet - Poem by Bragg Adocio
Doubt not what you have yet to see.
Speak not what you have yet to hear.
Rush not what you have yet to experience.
Give not what you have yet to obtain.
Take not what you have yet to earn, and live not like you have yet to find reason.
Reason is what guides us all and having one is not uncommon. Finding that reason is a reason in itself, to live, to love, all the reason you need, is 'to find out why'.
'Why are you alive? '
'to find my 'reason''. Simple enough.
But don't ask me if I found it yet, I won't reply. I have yet to hear sufficeint words to be sure.
I'd rather not take the chance of guessing for answers I haven't earned, and I have no reason to try and give you a handful of nothing, at least, not yet.
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