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Burden of Opportunity
I meant it as an acronym
But she took it as she felt
She wore it on her sleeve that day
And journeyed on to wealth
I sat on knees with folded hands
And let the ink dry out
I read the letter to myself
To remind myself aloud
"I am someone of your worth,
who can exceed all doubt...
But I am flawed and require aid,
to stand and venture south.
Please place statues along the hedge,
so that I may find my nerve.
I'll feel the cold of seaside air,
As I descend the Earth."
It means so little to all who see
What I may do with my time
But the liquid trials will not burden me
I'll press forward through the cries
And be it not that I may fall
Or rally my successful feat
I am by the grace of God
The me that I am supposed to be.
And to ask for more, would be an insult.
