"Ascension: My Ambition"
I ascend this flight of stairs
in hopes of what may come after;
but I occasionally stumble;
tumbling to the sound of laughter.
They say "A wise man would stay down.
Sit on the steps. Just lay down.
What you search for won't be found.
A lowly pauper can't chase the crown."
I truly detest such statements.
They aren't aware of my intent;
but seek to determine my social placement.
I guess their mentality is of brief extent.
If you've never removed your mask,
don't offer your point of view;
and unless I've outlined my tasks,
don't concern yourself with what I do.
Herein lies a man
with no backup plan,
no contingency clause,
and no controller to pause.
Standing here is a man
completely capable of flaw.
Some of which can't be absolved
because he remembers all that he saw.
In front of you is a man
still learning how life works.
The values aren't always great;
but he knows what life is worth.
His ambition towards his work
corresponds to how much he cares.
He has no lapse in confidence
and he is always self aware.
He can recognize his limits;
but he knows better than to set them.
He's willing to view the distorted image.
That may be why he never forgets them.
This is me.
That's all there is to see.
I'm not a legend or enigma.
Not a God or deity.
I'm just a man in training;
learning as I move along.
Time keeps moving and churning.
I just pace myself and stay strong.
I've no storybook life.
I just claim what I'm given.
I'm that big headed boy
raised by a family of women.
"Daddy wasn't there;"
but that's of little importance.
My Grandmother imparted the utmost care
and made sure that all took notice.
My Mother means the world to me.
She is my closest friend.
She helped me push when I couldn't see
and taught me how to reach till the end.
If ever there were polar opposites,
it would be my sister and brother.
Their arguments are relentless;
but I know they love each other.
My cousin was there for me
every time my heart was shattered.
Although it sometimes annoys me,
I understand why he delves in my matters.
I shared this heart with three
before the age of 24.
Maybe the third wasn't a charm;
but I have faith in number four.
Literature is my passion.
It's my first and true love.
It never pushes me away.
It would rather soothe than shove.
There isn't much left to say;
at least not much that deserves retention.
I'll climb these stairs every day
because there's purpose in my ascension.
Written By: Devin Joseph Metz
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