The deepest joys
The purest thoughts
Are things that
Can't be sold or bought.

Gifts of faith
The simplest kind
Seem to evade
The worldly mind.

What is the limit?
That a thought could reach,
If it could float away from my mind

I have heard
that thoughts can weigh,
They are substantial, they are defined.

It seems they have a power.
Thoughts could make Reality!
You can call them magical or
   just well designed.

It does not matter to the world,
Who you are
Or
What have you DONE!

There will always be someone
To take your place
No matter
What you have WON!

It does not matter to the world
what you are made up of.
If
you do not do it for yourself
It matters to no ONE!

Not even Einstein or Bill gates
Or
any other man with a million traits
Could keep a pedastal for too long
It is the way it IS.

If you keep quite and fade away
It is you,
who will be wasted
It is you,
who will loose your SAY

It is
the reality of this world.
The wheels of destiny
are at play.

It is
JUST YOU FOR YOU
  Bend low  
And have it all your way.