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FIGHT FOR WHAT'S YOURS

by W. Mahlon Purdin

In the little lights of the morning
When the only sounds are
A rustling of you moving
Around to get going
When the only thoughts are yours
To choose and keep or not
Then you have to fight for
What's yours.
It's your morning, it's your day.
It's your thinking, it's your way.
Fight for what's yours.

01/27/2006

Posted on 01/27/2006
Copyright © 2024 W. Mahlon Purdin

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 01/27/06 at 08:31 PM

Like a wake-up call to the human will. Full of determination. Nice write.

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