Against all odds

one day you may find the courage to level up

to find  within reach all things written

the few who dared against all odds

who poured the finest of treasures

the finest of gems

he who made you search deep in the four corners of that endless chasm

the one you mistaken...the one you took for granted...the one you pierced

the one who became a subject of endless debates

the one who you planted doubts

the confidence you striped away

for your learning curves and purest of heart I disown myself

it is something we had to do 

the unbridled exclamations I had to endured

my character assassinated and misplaced among the crowd...

the unlearned

and yes I may look uplifted and unfazed

there were times I wish to abandon all hope and disconnect

the lifeline of self consuming events 

yes a thorn I have remain like a natural hair follicle embedded of no cause

yet it matters not how many times its pulled out...it has it's memory.

I hope when you read this and it's not second hand writing

the spirit of Almighty God can stir and grant you the access

for unlocking those gifts well placed within those vaults.

*I don't expect anyone to draw a conclusive picture of what is being said, or what a weaver of a fragile web. "do not build on someone foundation, or destroy what one has not build, by doing so in the pauses of time, that which is built becomes a lodge and resting place for that allotted space.

 

I can't say no more ! 

Rafael G Gonzalez