backpack
I carry my canteen of hope in my backpack on hikes
sometimes it weighs me down
walking up the mountains
but as i reach the peak
the canteen refreshes me
if i threw away the backpack because it's too heavy
and sometimes feels like a nuisance
i would not have my hope
do not throw away what is weighing you down
if it is necesssary to succeed
for when you reach the peak
you will only carry regret
This poem is about:
Our world