Drive Your Legs, Fella.

You did it,
But question
The effort you made.

You question
Your worth
Because of what you are paid.

You believe
You are better;
Your value unseen.

But, you won’t
Take the steps,
Like the addict won’t ween.

Yet you know
That the answer
Comes down to one fact.

You must believe in yourself,
And control how you act…

Means having a plan,
And trusting your way.
If you don’t take the steps
It’s here you will stay.

It’s all on you
To decide what to do,
So take a chance,
And see it through.

And trust in others,
Who have braved it before.
They all speak of effort,
As being the core.

No short-cuts; hard work,
Is the key to success.
There will be road blocks,
So expect no less.

It’s never give up
Until you realize your dream.
But, you must takes the steps
If your to rise with the cream.

Failing Employers

A string of words held up, high,
Over the heads of others;
Within… ideology… mantra…
The leaders are trapped…
Driven to force a short-sighted vision.
Drawn from greed, believing in a machine, of people; an unnatural energy, made up of unique minds, uncontent accepting roles within a far less than great place.

Fight for it.

Clarity comes
To those who persist.
A light can come on
When you’ve swung and missed.

That certain thing clicks
At the end of the day.
Once you’ve said, I’ve got more;
When you decided to stay.

Shut-it down though,
And you cannot learn.
The lessons lie
Just ahead of the turn.

You got to face
The fears of now
In order to know
The way; the how.

So challenge yourself
To find your way;
To never give up.
Your effort will pay.

Should I Stay or Should I Go?

We’re in such different places.
We’ve such different views.
You don’t even know
The length of my fuse.

I know where you’re shallow.
I can guess why you’re cold.
You can’t relate
To the things that I hold.

And so, here we are.
An odd-couple at best.
I’m walking on egg shells
With things on my chest.

I won’t turn to you
To speak my mind.
The question is…
Should I leave you behind?

Or, accept it, as is,
Though I don’t feel free.
Why would I stay,
If I can’t be me?

Before You’re Dirt

How-do-you approach the day?
Go through the motions,
So you can get paid?
Can’t wait for five o’clock?

What a sad way to live;
Uncommitted to purpose;
Like a boat that’s tied to a dock.

You’ve got to break out
And follow your heart.
And make the most
Of the time that’s here.

You’ve more to give.
You know you do.
The time is now
To address your fear.

This change means leaving comfort.
The steps you’ll take may hurt.
But-give-yourself some credit
Before-you become the dirt.

Go the Distance

What’s the pull;
Your motivation?
What holds you back;
Your reservation?

Why not plan
For what you’d like?
You’ve got the time,
So choose to hike.

Lace em up
And hit the trail.
Bait your hook
To catch the whale.

Comes down to steps,
So map it out.
And, know your Why;
What you’re about.

Know your value.
Learn and grow.
Find the gaps;
What you don’t know.

Make your day.
Control each minute.
Keep your focus.
You must stay in it.

The secret sauce?
Know the now.
Know your purpose.
You’ll find the how.

It just takes guts;
Will to succeed.
And, positive attitude.
That’s all you need.