The Obstacle - Poem by Singer Joy
It is a huge blockade.
You tell of the massive challenges it presents.
You launch stringent complaints
Of major frustrations.
You see no
You see no way
Around (left or right) ,
And you are confused, in short.
Do you know
Why the caged bird sings?
Or can you pretend
That you, too, have wings?
Pound your fists on
Find some small proof
Worthy of persistence.
Or not- as may your
And where you see a wall, I see a step.
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