Weasel or Eagle?

When your feeling low don’t expect to feel the flow

of a million words through your mouth and soul.

Just sit and vibe real slow, be tranquil.

You’re alive and well, your mind is just in a tangle .

That is nothing new, it happens when complications turn situations into altercations .

Your instincts tell you to cause

devastation but the expectations of greatness are motivation

to refuse that manifestation,

of evil.

Don’t be lethal to those that leave you

they cant see greatness through

their feeble pupils.

Deceitful weasels. You’re an eagle!

So spread those wings and fly; high in the sky .

Go ahead, say good bye to those that drained you dry

of love, compassion, and the desire to defy

the ones who said that you

would never rise to higher heights or be admired in time.

Look at you now, majestic and wearing a crown

their words are forgotten like how they will be when in the ground.

It’s a fact of life, the ones who keep you down are usually the ones who are down on themselves.

So prove them wrong, you’ve got to hold your ground .

Push them out but not down don’t drown in their self pity now.

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