Go Make It In The World Poem by Leaking Pen

Go make it in the world
Passions awaits your return.
Fate whirled and twirled
Ocean waves never adjourn.

To see- saw up and down
Makes no mind sharp.
Or to tip toe like a clown
Won't mend a torn tarp.

Songs are made from melodies
And words form meanings.
A heart's optimistic memories
Extend all floors and ceilings.

Fear not death and fear not life
Or cast doubts on your abilities.
When a mind extends its shelf life
Life becomes full of possibilities.

This is my composition after all
My poem's rise or its fall
Comes from my walk, I walk tall
And to be godlike in my soul.

My wish to add one more stanza
Just because I can, my will…
To cap today's bonanza
And give my will its thrill.

Go make it in the world
Passions awaits your return
Fate whirled and twirled
Ocean waves never adjourn.

To see- saw up and down
Makes no ones mind sharp.
Or to tip toe like a clown
Won't mend a torn tarp.


October 12,2012
Copyright Leaking Pen 2012
Rev Nov 13 2014