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"PUSHIN'"
  by Life's Poet


I dwell on thoughts that sometimes weigh me down
Still I find time to get back to my throne and shine off my crown
I been down so down I look at living feeling like what the f%&k for
I even looked at death because my soul was at war
But when the tears that then poured hit the hardwood floor
I got up with the mentality like I have to keep pushin for more
Now when pushed I don’t crumble
I stay humble
Now when rained on I don’t crack
I pull out my umbrella and push back
My enemies know I come packed
With a power unmatched
My dreams and my goals?
Yeah I push for that
My faith and my integrity
Yeah I would push for that
They say either stand for something or fall on your face
Even though they don’t want me here I will push for my place
I could bitch and whine but that would be a waste
They could take my hands I’ll just push with my faith
To believe is to conceive that there is greater in you
You can debate that all you want but the truth lives in you
It took me a while to understand what in life I was searching for
Now that knowledge has been obtain I want to push for so much more

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Date Submitted: Mar 25, 2008 (11:27 AM)
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  conceited
03/31/08 (12:17 PM) 
i love this peom. your really meant what u wrote. i can see my life coming out of this poem!!!!!!!!! GREAT JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!

  jerl
03/25/08 (03:56 PM) 
Absolutely beautiful. Reading this poem to me, was like a rose unfolding and opening up. Beautiful and serving more than one purpose. It is still pretty to look at and pleasurable to smell and it stays that way until death takes it away, whether attached to a bush of cut down and placed in a vase. Keep that pen moving. Keep pushing!

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