Rivers laughter
I'm the chosen to bleed
with ambition
that haunts me constantly
and yet block my potential
from sorrow and doubt
My vision happens to be
a transformation
outside the box
of complete ideas
traveled by quiet times
and physical growth
All that i must apply
i hope to be my confession
for my words that are spoken
would leave me with discipline.
poem by Shai Cherry
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