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No one is born great,
Its not even a matter of fate,
Greatness is a chosen route,
A seed to plant,that eventually bears fruit.
No blood is royal,
Anyone can be queen or king,
All that's needed is toil!
With just a little more effort and believing.
Many take dreams as folly,
But the wise understand that dreams do bring glory,
They don't become reality from without,
They become reality from action,and lack of doubt.
Believe once,
And watch where that takes you;you won't bounce.
 May 2016 john p green
A P Taylor
Ideas, a thought bubble,
constrained by a colourful
umbrella of canvas.

The inflatable was running
out of gas, chased by a
speedboat across a bay.

Leaving far behind
banks, stability and
vivid colours onshore.

Once people jumped off,
the purple banking balloon
was able to float ashore.

Remaining no wiser.
Leaving hot air, wet clothes
and the cast aside at sea.
 May 2016 john p green
River
Art is a lot like life
It never comes out
The way I imagined it.
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