Have you ever,
Taken a step back for the gratitude of your own work.
Taken a step back,
For the appreciation of the piers.
For a wider look on the world,
A look that digs underneath false notifications.
A majestic look for the realization of reality.
Take the mixing pot of this world that will soon lack morality.
Little children dying
Yet no calls for help are being spoken.
A messed up world,
Yes It’s true.
But what about the silver lining that strikes us all?
Chivalry; hard to find
For loyalty only lies within the few,
The few that remember the true meanings
The meanings of hard work,
Hard work with smart work,
Work to never repeat a choice of mistake.
Independence for us all,
It’s impossible to find when you mix yourself in with the world.
One person at a time,
That’s how I’ve grown up.
For only the love and happiness within you for you,
Only that will bring the peace that is being searched for
For so long.
Your opinion is just that,
But for me I’ve seen it already.
A loyal stance for myself of moral independence.
A stance of value
Mixed with that of which is thrown away;
Formality and hospitality.
So what about that silver lining?
That line of that which breaks through,
The line that separates good from bad,
A separation of those who succeed,
And those that do not.
A light that has been searched for
Far beyond the world we see.
That single moment of lining,
In which a ray of sun shining hope
Springs through the darkness,
A kind of happiness
Lost in the group but found in the solitary mind.
“To be or not to be”
That’s what I’ve learned in class
Some guy named William Shakespeare I suppose
For the approaching generations,
I pity them down deep inside.
They will never learn the truth of our own corruption,
Of our own materialistic culture.
Lost in a vicious cycle of remorse.
I for one will stand.
Remorse and gratitude are meant to be mixed true
Balance is a key component
Thrown and lost off shore,
Flying aimlessly in the air.
The balance has been gone.
I for one will stand balanced.
I will shoot and grasp my silver lining,
My turn for chivalry and hard work,
My future I hold before me in my little working hands
I will be,
I have answered that burning question from so long ago.
I will be above the corruptions that have been caused.
This step back I have taken,
Outside looks on the inside
Observations and questions,
I’ve seen underneath the layers
And to be true,
I don’t want any part of it.
I’ll walk this desolated path
For the one simple idea
Of leaving this repeated world of corrupted remorse.