Adversity

August 15, 2007

Don’t waste that talent
And what you’ve been given
With all the smokin’ and drinkin’
And the way you been livin’

That’s what you said to me
As I took a sip and a drag
Talked of self destruction
In something short of a brag

I tell you about the great ones
And all they had to go through
Whether it was fictitious or real
Adversity became their cue

Break it down and then rebuild
That’s how empires are created
My back up against a wall
A thought that makes me elated

Come on, come get it
Come for me adversity
Get busy livin’ or get busy dyin’
I’m here, come get me

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This is on the subject of wasted talent. Sometimes people are given a talent they don’t want or care about. It’s their’s so they have all the right to neglect or ignore it.

Some people say there is nothing worse than wasted talent.

I think there is nothing worse than lost childhood. A child forced to grow up too soon.

This is unfinished.