Friday, 24 October 2008

My Rap

Since I was little I have been told to try hard

Do the best, pass the test

Look up and dream of success

Now I’m ambitious, dedicated

To young yet to be jaded

The drive their hopes created

Has flickered but not faded

I want to stand up

Make some noise, Make a racket

Someday you’ll quote me on your book’s dust jacket

But I can’t ignore

The doubts that plague me

Don’t know what’s in store

Where life will place me

Cause why does what I say even matter

My whispers amid this academic chatter

People smarter than me

Try harder than me

With their maps in hand for this uncharted journey

Noses in book, are they helping us all?

You can’t eat a journal, can’t live in a concert hall

The most brilliant minds

Dote on rhetorical finds

Countless dollars are spent

On their minutia and dissent

So I can see the disconnect

Reality intellect

But I refuse to reject

That it is worthless, and I suspect

That my future that gleams

The glitter of my hopes and dreams

Is actually gold

So forth I’ll go bold

If I’m happy I may

Above the storm and the fray

Make a difference some day

And that’s all I got to say

1 comment:

Margarita said...

Emily... you're awesome.

Love, Heather