Losers

Losers 11/15/2013

Sometimes the words flow easy

But other days

They are slow and awkward

Coming out painfully

Like a shard of glass 

Under the skin.

If this is a coincidence

Then just let it be

Because there is a reason for everything

And that is why, we are here.

We are all born for a reason

And I was born for this

A witness with two hands

Watching it all unravel. 

Everything that I once had

Was lost for a time

But everything always returns

Better than before. 

When we are ready

Then we will know

And when we understand

We will finally change, and grow. 

Looking backwards

Everything makes sense

Even the wounds

And redemption. 

The defeats and the losses

Make us who we are

Tempering our metal

And strengthening our heart.

Rewards made me selfish

And indulgence made me blind

But losing everything

Made me rich

In a way

I cannot explain. 

Nothing much is expected

Of a baby in his crib

But we have not learned a thing

If we only move a mountain

Just because it is there. 

To search for meaning is a longing

And to find it, a gift

But it is the search

That will always go on

If we don’t give up.

There is nothing to fear

If you stick with it

Because if anything is true

Then courage shall prove it. 

Here we are again

And I am not giving in

Because all I have

And all I need

Is here with me

Right now. 

There will never be, a  better time

And there will never be, a better place

To think back and understand

That everything is still yet

To be discovered. 

Fools may rule the world

But their world is fading fast

As they run amok screaming

With blood on their hands. 

The money won’t change a thing

And neither will their power

Nothing but a waste of effort

As pearls before swine. 

They can have it

And they can own it

Running it all into the ground

And never learning a thing. 

We live

And still have forever

Full, rich, and beautiful

Sweet, bountiful, and poetic.