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Be Positive
Putrid pus proliferates/ purposely preventing
progression’s passionate plea –
stifled cries…
Always ascending…and assiduously avoiding
any acrimonious amounts accrued along apathetic
apertures…”Still, I Rise!”
Incessantly fighting the urge to just drop
out of this rancid Rat Race we call living
Still, to abandon sanguine thoughts totally topples the
tenacious toughness that took time to temper…never stop giving
Enervated entities economically embattled
Man, each day we face trouble/ in every Third World a struggle –
singed and burned I’m like stubble/ but, like the Ashes Of The Phoenix to resurrect from this rubble...
Sometimes I shift towards arrogance; The Good Lord keeps
me humble
Lifting languid limbs loftily to overcome this present Flood
Be Positive is my motto, in fact….it’s my Blood/B+
