I realize day in & out,
that my powers get feeble within.
when most beautiful things don't prosper,
& most delightful hopes turned-down.
It agitates my fear of ever-lasting,
those beautiful most, are but brevity.
I once had a feeling most sanguine.
now it enervates me, all new nights I sleep.
I live wih a code,un-faltered.
faith is rewarded, earnesty grows fruit.
though life wears me out every second,
day by day, hour by hour, I just count.
There's a graveyard of dreams I pass,
some die at gates, others din't last.
I learn my lesson with every step.
those who din't quit may only pass.
There's a cruel test to an artist.
& a torrent of opinions hold you.
& most dear of people leave you.
A journey most difficultly sprawled.
I am an Illustrator, I am a poet.
I am an athlete, an actor.
I am a writer, a musician.
I am an artist, an evangelist.
I am a sketcher.
I am a singer.
I am a dancer.
a poetic believer,
a Divine spark,
& a devoted dream.
I will prevail.