Reading is not a simple matter of waiting on a text,
it takes some time, line by line to do what will come next.
Don’t wait around without a sound for choices to be made,
but instead take your chance to be the road not paved.
Life is your redemption to be lost, but molded pure,
but there are times when realized forget and won’t endure.
The ways of which one loses the steady and the stowed,
are vast, but aren’t the reason that a rider will not row.
Escape from the insistence that the only free are still,
but do not let this sway you from your rightful will.
The color-blind have paid the fine for patterns of the past,
that discriminate and incriminate all who test their task.
For only those of family accept of those contained
within the walls of freedom which comes with such a name.
The stars are brighter than the sun which thinks it rules of fate,
but are instead are in the head—a trial with no case.
Driven by the differences that make us all the same,
one does try to recognize the title is to blame.
A rose, color, name, or face what difference does it show?
That judgment before experience is ignorance of Crow.
A mile in their shoes or a lifetime in their skin,
can teach the judgment of the past that we are one within.
Discover yourself in others and savor the recognition
that you are now the only one who can change their tradition.
Internalize the read, so writing won’t repeat.
Be Man Thinking moved, not a Mere Thinker in his seat.
You are the writer of your life, although you can’t decide
the setting where your story starts or when your tale lies.
Our pen has no eraser and time will never bend,
but you are the most important one to write your story’s end.