Poetry

You can go.



U can wake up, most will still choose sleep.
U can go to rehab, most won’t stay sober.
U can go pro, most won’t make it.
U can go to prison, most won’t reform.
U can go to church, most won’t find Jesus.
U can go to a secret society, most can’t see the code in plain sight.
U can climb a mountain, most won’t reach the summit.
U can get rich off the stock market, most will watch their money plummet.
One man’s trash , another man’s treasure.
One man’s pain, another man’s pleasure.

U can go deep into the ocean of Your mind, most will stay in the shallow end

A wise man knows nothing.
A strong man cries.
All that lives, surely dies.
If u want to live, free of stress and anxiety, ego must die.
Jesus said if u love something set it free.
He also made a blind man see..
1 + 1 equals two, and it also equals three..
I was thinking of rhyming this but I probably won’t
Maybe I’ll refine it. Most times I don’t.
Most people won’t understand anyway haha

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