" We "

Sometimes we are faced with lives hurdles, it towers so high we never ever take a stride.

Humbled by the challenges, our goals we compromise.

Abated and limited expectations we defy, the sky is the limit grounded is our cry.

We want to break free, we want our present to be felt beyond the sight, again we cower and bottled up inside.

By: Mark Burrell

Mark Burrell
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