THE MARK

So close to the mark,
Achieve these dreams-
Life is all dark,
Watching these blood streams.

Soul’s all worn down,
Hands aside in defeat-
I wore that gown,
Hafta get on my feet.

Should I give up?
Leave all my aspirations?
Finally take that nap-
Forget my perspirations?

Nay! This falcon shall rise!
Yonder that ceiling there-
Pay that price,
Success is so near.

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