Persistence
by Michael Doyle

We create our locked prisons by choice
Where our creatures find their voice
The point of origins might be our school
Or wherever we learned life's rules

Window shopping as we were then
Pursuing our visions and our sins
Paying our price as we moved along
Though we were mocked as if we didn't belong

A good God wills us onward to survive
Through the mercy of others, we stay alive
Hungry for knowledge and for life's food
We sharpen our wisdom by dreams pursued

In the beginning, life tests us to the bone
It is to see what we are made of on our own
Some only make it to the first level of experience
We only made it further through our own persistence

(c) October 26, 2023   Michael Doyle
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