These words
Carry the pain, the longing, and sense of hopelessness
Of every man,
Of every woman.
But yet they can be seen.
No matter where you are
They can be seen
Though unreachable
They can be seen.
There’s a prize awaiting thee
Not in this life span
Maybe in two or more
But yet, they can be seen.
Patience is a precious gift
Someday things that are way beyond our grasp
May one day become at hand.
Not because you are expected to be
A legend, a knight, or a king,
It’ll all come someday
All you have to do is wait.
For the right time
To grasp the star
Make it yours
And laugh so hard
When you aren’t expected to be much
Cause you know someday things will come at hand
Love, money or that damn fucking star!
Jack Raif
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