Poetry

[norral]

nothing can change my mind

nothing will ever be able to make me feel permanently bad about myself

temporarily yes, but permanently impossible

we are all little gods in training

learning to create our lives

i dont look outside for the answers

no man no being no spirit controls me

i set my own destiny and i steer my own ship

for better or worse this is the way it is and this is the way i want it

i bow to no man because my blessing does not come from man

my blessing comes from the genuineness and sincerity of my being

so my destiny is on my own hands

there are no accidents

and i know that i shall emerge on the other side

with a soul purified thru the battle of this life

that genuinely loves and seeks to serve others

norral