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The Moon, Stars, Sun, and Wind!
To Bernnadett Williams, Friends, Family, and Mrs. Allie Coleman.
Pocket Full of Dreams
I learn and listen to obtain my life’s mission that glistens, shines, and beams due to my focus, hunger-driven pockets full of dreams that dictate my life’s theme. As I journey through life’s different paths, never moving too slow but not too fast. Life is a marathon and not a 100-yard dash. I prepare myself to not fail or crash because there is no glory in coming in last. I don’t have much money, only a pocket full of dreams that dictates how to be successful, the top of the heap and cream. I am challenged to be all that I can be, highly motivated, truly dedicated. A go-getter, a disciplined, ambitious human being. My pocket full of dreams, I will never demean my backbone and spleen, undying self-respect and self-esteem untold.
Faith with confidence taught to never straddle the fence; always use intelligence with common sense along with courage and mental strength. A good man with a great plan, because poverty, I am not a worshipper or fan of; excellence from myself is what I demand to stand tall and take a stand. How to take and make obtainable pocket dreams in order to be a self-made king. My pockets full of dreams, I must cash in to engage and make positive success. My buddy and friend’s next kin always works and plays to win.
When challenged, my self-worth I will defend, keep my head to the sky, do more than try. If I fail, find a different or better way to live and conquer my hopes, aims, and dreams. When defeatist thoughts or attitudes get in my way, I will slay all negative obstacles. I will make the impossible possible, because I am strong, wise, and responsible. I will do more than try to never deny. Hard work and determination is on my side along with my humble pride. Success is what I seek to be good or great, never surrender or capitulate, bounce back when I make mistakes.
Just always participate when my life and livelihood is under attack in jeopardy or at stake. Lock it, never knock it, the obtainable dreams that live in our hearts, minds, and pockets, they possess go-juice and lightning. Fuel to blast off like a spaceship or rocket, undying energy from the sun or a wall outlet socket that propels my dreams into distances to replace what is wrong and make it right both day and night.
I must fight, fight, fight for the dreams in my pockets to come true and bear fruit to rise up from the ground and roots. For more than just a money or loot, I was born poor without nothing but the heavy dream in my pockets encourage me to work hard, strive, and be smart to become something special that can fly and soar. When life knocks me down, I immediately get up and come back for more. Dive into the core in order to navigate from being poor. Unafraid to journey in to the next level or walk through that open door.
Progressiveness is my purpose, and the message is what I give and send to you as long as we breathe air and the sky is blue. Always be true to you with a happy attitude, humble behavior, generous and kind that’s always in its prime, trustworthy, loyal, with moral principles are my day today, daily chores that I must never ignore. A good life with purpose for myself and others is what I am living for. As sure as lion’s roar and the morning tide runs in into the shore.
My pocket full of dreams is no longer a fantasy but has become my reality, not just for me but for all humanity to behold, emulate, witness, and see. What discipline, hard work with determination has done for me? Set my dreams free when it comes to poverty. I will never take a knee but seek, critique, and reach and not just preach. My pocket full of dreams has the aura and power of mystique to where the wheels of success are maneuvering in my sleep as it journeys upward consistently, majestically, to reach my potential and peek.
Wholesomely and unique, never weak, but inspires me to never go down to defeat; ultimately, I trust and believe what I dare to achieve. Those positive premonitions that I share and speak, because joy with happiness is mine to keep. Behold my pockets full of dreams derived from my mind, heart, and soul that always run hot and never cold. Big and bold, I work hard for my aims, dreams, and lifetime goals, the decent, healthy life that I initiate and choose is like an eternal tree or flower inside me that will always grow as long as I’m alive. The door of advancement, opportunity will never close.
If You Ruled the World
If you ruled the world, if you could make the earth rotate and twirl, what is something positive that you would do for every man, woman, boy, and girl? If you would stick your finger in the ground and turn the whole world around, what would be considered righteous or out of bounds? What would be lifted up? And what would be cast down?
If you ruled the world and the earth was your oyster or pearl, and everything you would say was the law, from sea to shining sea, from shore to shore, your word could not be challenged or ignored; what would be your legacy (something you could leave behind for all to see) that would stand the test of time? Imagine if you had the power and the means to live out your earthly fantasies and dreams in a fairy-tale atmosphere in exotic scenes; would you be stuck-up, nasty, and mean? Or giving, generous, and charitable, be a part of the living? Or would self-centeredness, selfishness, and greed be your only vice and need?
If you could live out your fantasy and dream, what would be your national anthem and theme? If you could live your dreams, would you assist and help someone else to live out their hopes, goals, and ambitions (that could turn out to be a reality and not something they are just wishing)? Would you ignore the needs of the disadvantaged, sick, and poor? Would you outlaw war and help others to knock down education’s door? Would you build untold mansions for yourself or build thousands of hospitals for the needs of someone else?
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