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Against All Odds

Lend me your hearts and ears As I tell you about a man that faced his fears Accustomed to the popular sound of negativity He set forth to expand on his very own creativity Used to the excuses and bitter taste of rejection It was time to voice his long awaited objection As imagined many told him to change his mind Little did they know that he was one of a kind Determination and passion proudly became one They still told him that the chances were slim to none For some years the facts were continually debated me Never did he alter the dreams that he previously stated Three years later and he still puts his passion to the test Some are shocked and others say he did his very best With pride and joy he exposes his dream every single day No need to listen to what his critics thought but couldn’t say This story of will, pride and a large amount of determination Should be remembered when you crave some motivation This story of mine has most of you asking how this can be That young man that made it possible, was surprisingly me

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Region, Country: New York, USA

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Mark

Mark

19 years 4 months ago

Very real, humble and right

Very real, humble and right now. A personal write in poertry that has me thinking it can only - must only get better now. Against All Odds has me feeling the nervousness in hope - a new kind of experience (in this poem) for me. Thanks Paul
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Cathy

19 years 4 months ago

Inspiring

Very inspireing poem Paul.. And today I really needed that. We so often doubt ourselves.. However for me it says that we can do what we put our mind too.. Thank you for that.. Cathy
Mark

Mark

19 years 4 months ago

Rating

Hi Paul, I think you need to edit out the words after "debated". The word "you" just doesn't seem to fit the poem, I don't know why but it just does not feel right, kind of like - I (the reader) is wrong (it may just be my feeling) Anyway I hope you can edit out those (after debated) words.