Strive

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    I really don't know where this came from... I was suddenly hit with inspiration from out of the blue, and sat down and wrote this, letting the words hit the paper and only looked at it when it was done. I'm not sure what to think of it, but I feel this poem maybe incidentally be deeper than I know. Some feedback would be appreciated most sincerely.

    Strive

    When in doubt, find the best way out.
    Don?t be a fool or be a cheat,
    and do wrong to everyone you meet.

    For what goes around comes around
    and bury you underneath the ground;
    no marker, gravestone, or dirt mound
    for which your body can be found


    No family and friends can mourn your fate
    for being sensible a little too late,
    inspiring nothing but loath and hate
    for doing nothing considered top rate.

    If you do nothing but abuse
    what you?ve got, then you?re gonna loose
    everything, even your right to choose,
    ?tween right and wrong and soon the news
    will write you off as a drinker of booze
    for thinking through life you?d cruise
    off your friends backs and Man?s refuse.

    Don?t play it slow or take the easy way out.
    Thinking you?ll take the shorter route
    will only teach you all about
    how life ain?t easy without a doubt.

    The short will turn long and leave you behind
    amongst the garbage in the daily grind
    digging through trash, hoping you?ll find
    something to get you back to the top you used to know
    before society turned you down, treated you like a show
    laughed at your thinking you?d get somewhere far
    through inside men and cheating, buying your boss a new car.

    The world don?t fly like that anymore.
    Wheeling and dealing don?t get you a score.
    Needless risks, bad choices, bleeding the poor
    don?t work now, never worked before.
    You gotta do your best, and give what you can
    and prove that you are the better man
    who didn?t walk to work, but ran
    and will strive even when things hit the fan.

    Success comes from giving your all
    and getting up after every fall
    so when you walk down that corporate hall,
    it?s your name on the door, observed by all.
    And those cheats will be pushing carts by the mall
    for they did not heed the call
    And will not be where you will be
    for they were unable to see
    wrong from right and right from wrong.
    Where they heard noise you heard the song
    and where they coasted you gave it all you got
    which brought you to the highest spot
    so you can be what they are not.
     
    Wow, this really is some positive poetry. It started off in a dark way, sort of mad at the world, then turned into positivity of what will happen not taking the easy way out of situations all the time, and how it will pay off later in life.

    Once again this was nicely written, and sometimes it can get hard to write good poetry thats from inside, without much to any inspiration.
     
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