Paper thin success swearing I’ll feel fine chasing fickle finish lines.

What is success in a world determined to destroy itself?

Can’t look to anyone I see for greatness although some yell louder than others.

Big noises drive attention, behind the scenes folks receive buried mentions.

Pondering why acclaim matters in a dry stick world fit for flames, it doesn’t.


Remember hope shown through my vessel and focus on the powerful source.

Ask God regarding how you feel lost but know nothing of the course.


If this life was everything well, we all should cry.

If human opinion matters most why try?

Unstable, untrustworthy, flattering with a knife out of view, swear loyalty, tomorrow, who are you?

Seeing the surface, missing significant pebbles of purpose calm underneath.

Paper thin for shelter.

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