Keep On
Sometimes,
When I find that life's not fair,
When Isee that fortune, love, and friendship look away from me,
I stare at the cards that life places in my hands, and,
I move them around a bit and try to find
their highest value for moving on this rough-rough road.
That's all.
Just keeping on,
moving on, moving those cards until
I see my best hand taking shape from within itself
, perhaps my own potential - possibilites.
It may be a metaphor for "hope" ,
that inner voice that tells me
"just one more step man -
just one more breath-
just once more over that next hill -
just one more day -
just one more mile -
just -Keep On!
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