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::: Home Schooled :::

When your home schooled you must work twice as hard
for I'm solely responsible for my progress report card.
No one on my back telling me study this or that
my intense gazes burning pages with the agility of a cat.
My mind shifts like the gears on your ride
Trust my intuition in myself confide.
Knowledge is power but Love is king!
take a wisdom shower and let your heart sing.
Through life I reveal the song of mine
why I went this way and how I'm doing just fine.
Today I'll ride to the library study for hours
think, pray, reflect, and increase my powers.
Behold! The wisdom of the wise
lover of truth, destroyer of lies.
A loser is like a winner who was scared to try
a winner is just a loser who'd never say die.
Dream as if you could not fail, have faith and give your all
plot your course and set sail, don't be scared to fall.
Whatever you do don't stay on the ground
let your mind soar take a good look around.
Don't conform unless its in your heart to do
when creativity rules there's a freer you.
I've taken courses in college, somehow not for me
but this thirst for knowledge just won't let me be.
I'm a critical thinker, a thirsty knowledge drinker
I open up my mind with my thoughts I tinker.
I absorb what is useful and discard what is not
it becomes uniquely my own after rigorous thought.
Teach us to think and we'll fend for ourselves
I'm hungry so I eat, eat from bookshelves.
Books are my friends, I call and they answer
The fun never ends, they are my music and I'm their dancer.
Surrounded by words, past and pre-tense
like songs of birds they seem heaven sent.
The greatest super hero lived but never dies
Jesus the Christ have you seen him rise?
He is my teacher, I am his brother
John came before us and Mary is our mother.
I have no obligation, I study by choice
through mind elevation, my heart can rejoice.
Nothing is lost, that which you gain
melt away like frost, but the essence remains.
As I move toward my destiny, I grow strong and steady
Lord brings out the best in me, I long to be ready.
I love to evolve, like the drowning man loves air
watch my worries dissolve, and I move on without a care.
How can I fail when I've already one?
I am the Holy Grail, I am God's son.
If you Truly give your all, you'll exceed your desires
before you walk learn to crawl, then run like wild fires.
With experience as my teacher, my conscious as my grade
I reflect like a preacher on souls that might be saved.
No longer will I party and waste my time
with every waking moment I move toward the divine.
To be continued...

Written by: ~ Ricky B

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