“Painted Our Childhood”

Break through the wall of hate.

Quit letting doubt drag you under.

Only you can control your fate.

Don't let your dreams go asunder.

You weave the web of your destiny.

Control the outcome of your life

You are the master of your legacy.

Will it be one of peace or of strife?

We start this life with a clean slate.

Every step we take leaves a mark.

We are destine for something great.

All need is to find that single spark.

That ignites the passion and desire

To achieve our dreams with pride.

Alas, some quit fueling this fire:

Ashes remain as the dreams died.

Most die as we learn our vocation.

Taking bold strides into adulthood.

We slowly forget our imaginations,

The force that painted our childhood.

 However, a glimmer shines through.

Sets free our hearts and our minds.

Creativity reminds us what we can do,

And mold a monument to leave behind.