when every thing is stolen and all is gone,
you recall the last choice before everything has vanished,
there are only so many seconds to make that decision
before the window has closed,
and after that
the end will be coming with no other option,
when that moment arrives,
the blood will rush and
the many energies will begin to rise up,
and that won’t be when you should hesitate in any way,
just jump the gun,
better to be somebody to run the race
than someone who just ends up watching,
the beginning of the trail
is just as important as the very end,
nobody anticipates the fire,
but when it happens you have to be aware
as much as be prepared,
when you know exactly why you are fighting
then every part of the struggle is important,
like a set of muscles all working together,
just make sure you have a back up plan in place
for when you are called upon or even surprised,
because everything can change in the blink of an eye,
kind of like when you
wake up in a jarring and jolting fashion,
the way that snapping out of it
with a jump
can really make that moment the light upon your fuse

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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