When our cups are not full of passion
When our goals mount on a shield of profession
When our dreams
Seems tilited the way of a madman's reams
Motivation adopts us
When motivation is not enough
Our drive gets sick of our dead goals and then slough
Boldness losses to anxiety
Desires diluted by deluded capacity
Resilience soaked in weakness
Challenge is all we need
When all is not Enough
Challenge seems to be a force
Looked down from genesis by men as moss
Pushing us far beyond our limits
Milking us dry even of our needs
Wielding a power
That outweighs our human wits over
Moulding skeptical audacity
Decamping perfection for artististry
Redtapism for spontaneity
Harvesting unimagined ability
Dead under the grave of due process
Which defies the lies which the world gave us and it's mess
Birthing creativity
Redefining the true meaning of human capacity.
This poem is an entry to the 100 days steemit school poetry challenge organized by
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