D is for Drive, and the Distance of your tries,
It’s the vehicle we control, sometimes as a passenger ride,
Or it’s that motivation, the combustion inside
Which moves us, push Us to further and farther than
Before we knew we would break, limited by
The reins of our conditioned fears
D is for doubts, the dauntless discard
D is for Disappears, driven by the engine of
Our hearts, and experiences rears fires loss
Memories high above
An albatross.