Taking on a leadership role is difficult. Many times you
have to rely on and be patient for a stranger to recognize who you are. You
would think the strength of progress would be the loudest voice, but the few
voices of the status quo yell very loud. I look around to see those who believe
in faith coming out of the woods, but I wish it were quicker, because people love
to pick on the person who stands out alone. For now, since I accept fighting for new progress against old
ideas, I have to accept being a punching bag until I am recognized as a friend
and people see and hear the other people yelling for change with me.
“Lunacy” comes from the moon, Who cycles through brilliance and darkness Bipolarity’s patterns are not so easily assumed Opposites not so well harnessed Who cycles through brilliance and darkness? The girl who sits in bed, wrestling with Opposites. Not so well harnessed As she thought, her brain gives reason the slip The girl who sits in bed, wrestling with Her body, depressed, her thoughts manic. As she thought, her brain gave reason the slip And gives the gift of life in a dreamlike panic. Her body depressed her thoughts. Manic Lunacy comes from the moon And gives the gift of life in a dreamlike panic Bipolarity’s patterns are not so easily assumed
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