Live

Live

A Poem by Courtney

People are born for a purpose. 
Maybe they are born for the lights, 
or maybe they are just living to lose. 
Maybe they were born to see the hights, 
but are living for the booze.  
What if they were born to see the sunset,
but all they see is the darkness of the streets.
Maybe they were born with the wrong mindset,
and did not live up to the standard they were supposed to meet. 
Whatever reason you were born for,  follow your heart. 
Follow your heart and do what you were born to do, and live for the right things. 
Live for the right things, so you aren't standing under a street light
in the middle of the night, 
shaking with fear,
from the footsteps in the distance that you hear. 
So instead you are sitting in the meadow watching the sunset and rise, 
and nothing bad will take you by surprise. 

© 2017 Courtney


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