By Michael W. Raley
I stare at the wall and wonder,
“What does it all mean?”
Have I spent my time on the right causes
Or have I just blindly followed the crowd?
I moved forward to only get knocked back down;
I wonder how many more times I can get back up.
What I’ve known no longer works
And my journey begins anew.
I’m older, wiser, and more discerning;
Armed with equal amounts of skepticism and reason.
At this point, there is no turning back,
There will be no retreat, no surrender.
I will get around this wall,
Whether it be over, under, around, or through,
I’m coming, on my way to a breakthrough.