Standing Out

People are searching for something bold

They struggle to defy the common mold

To be an original is the ultimate mission

As though nothing we have was taught or given

They don’t comprehend the simple mysteries

Like the greatest of all is the least of these

They can’t see the tree with roots stretched to the sky

Can’t understand how that to live we must die

Perceiving not how to stand our knees

Confused by saying all men are like trees

They seek answers to questions they can’t state

Solutions to problems impossible to formulate

Sacrifice to them is great loss

They don’t see a trophy only a cross

When  the warfare begins

They see more fails than wins

Not knowing what armor to wear

They entered the battle unprepared

Because they didn't ever study

They don’t recognize the enemy

Defeat becomes a constant trend

Till death puts the war to end

For with eyes not seeing and ears that don’t hear

There seems to be nothing special here

So how could they know that beneath badgers skin

Is the greatest place they could be in

The chance to become something bold

Comes through surviving fire and resulting  pure gold

It’s not an original that they should be

But a carbon copy of someone you see

A total likeness in image and name

For to truly stand out we must all be the same

7/20/14