Knowing the sun will shine again
I sit here basking in the midnight air
A quiet sip from my enduring courage
Thinking naughty thoughts of my lady fair
Knowing I can’t sleep when I can write
I fall back into my imaginative stupor
Only to be shook by the dawn’s yawn
Daylight kicks me swift, right in the pooper
Finding the courage to excel
Knowing your place doesn’t compute
Internal struggles with society
Forcing a soul to be steadfast & resolute
Innocent people lost in tragic groupthink
Needing to be fleshed out in their own air
It’s a lonely world among the righteous
Devoid of rhetoric; most are sadly unaware
Fates & folly everlasting
Without courage to proceed
A beautiful lady
Measuring thought & deed
But she just wanted my heart
No matter the complications
I couldn’t view the reality
Of her love without reservations
“It is curious that physical courage should be so common in the world and moral courage so rare.” – Mark Twain
Image by Jill Wellington from Pixabay
“What though the field be lost?
All is not lost; th’unconquerable will,
And study of revenge, immortal hate,
And courage never to submit or yield.
– Milton: Paradise Lost, 1667
Courage and perseverance have a magical talisman, before which difficulties disappear and obstacles vanish into air.- John Quincy Adams
“The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud.”
― Coco Chanel
“It is curious that physical courage should be so common in the world and moral courage so rare.” – Mark Twain
Captain Q 