“If you think you’re out-classed, you are, you’ve got to think high to rise,
you’ve got to be sure of yourself before you can ever win a prize.” ― Napoleon Hill
Say it many times and convince yourself. You are successful and powerful. You are as successful and as resourceful and as powerful as any of them. Them – those people – are all over the place like scattered thoughts, they are.
Let us not forget the millions of Armenians victims of genocide in Turkey. Let us count the number of Africans killed, useless tribal conflicts – Hutu or Tutsi –
Not forgetting those still captive because of slavery and the ones still in bondage. Let us tally the number of Jews or Israelites assassinated by Hitler.
The rich keeps getting richer, ask Donald, Warren, Oprah, Michael, and Richard. As reality crosses Trump, Buffet, Winfrey, Jordan or Jackson or even Tyson.
The poet holds on to the sound and music made by each heartbeat.
The Holocaust of words leads to lives wasted. These stanzas or slavery? As they lust not after opulence or a lost world that only value luxury,
Hold this hand and hold on to the lyrics of your heart and poetry.