Grit

I wonder why some people Would go through life Hating and blaming Storing up in their hearts Tons and bricks of decaying rancor Seething spitefulness That erode and devastate Loved ones and themselves, Were they just helpless leaves Flown by wind and wet by rain? Have they no will to chose No mind to weigh decisions, avoid the pain? Were they like sand thrown here and there By raging waves, no choice To drift or fly to great horizons there Were they just birds in flight, no voice Whose very stop for aching thirst Was a destined and fated trap? I've seen the ones who dared to stand To fight and will the outcome Whose battles were more fierce than mine Whose scars were deeper, how strong they've become! The ones who ran the race and fell Undaunted, stood up to ran again, With every fiber of will and courage, Faced the battle head-on with grit No pointing fingers or venomous grudge To burden the running with it. All rights reserved ~~~~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~08.19.13