nothing beats a fail but a try

Nothing beats a fail but a try
So I try like the trees reaching for the sky
You could reach for the moon if you put your hands in the sky
You could make room for yourself to fly but only if you try
I’m telling you to try to love your brother
Reach out to your family hug your mother
You got a loan from your friend and the thing went bad
Remember the good times all the fun you had
You have to try, try to remember the trust you had
You stop the love, but it’s the love you had
You have to try, try to remember that its not that bad
And if you really try then you are not that mad
I’m telling you to try not to hate the one above you
And to treat those in your care like the ones who love you
I write the script for our lives I am a scribe
If you saw me on youtube you would subscribe
But now I’m just trying to stay alive in these critical times
The economy is bad and I know that I tried
So if I survive till I’m eighty-five
Then I worked with the truth and left out the jive
And I know that I tried to give you a nice ride
Through the lyrical countryside we only collide
Because we both reside in a virtual reality
Where the truth will prevail
We are free to try and fail
Just as long as we try

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MY FIRST POEM OR ADDING TO COPPER30

I am dedicating this page to opening up some of my personal life and the processes that go into the creation of my poems. I will be creating some poetry on the fly and doing my best to really keep this page positive and inspirational
I want to introduce my serious pages to you guys those are located at www.copper30.wordpress.com

There you will find slightly fewer spelling errors and a very moody, artsy environment created just for poets.
I encourage you all to go there and critique my work I am really looking forward to receiving your positive coments.
Now let me try to tell you a little about myself
My name is Dave Knight I live just outside of Detroit though I was raised in Detroit. I attended public schools up until the tenth grade. When I reached the tenth grade I started homeschooling, I also attended Briethaupt vocational tech center where I studied Computer Aided Drafting. My mother picked drafting because she said I needed to get a career where I could use the computer because the computer was the future.
I believe that simple statement is why I am writing you today. How many of us report to work each morning and feel a small piece of our dream die every day. Or how many of us feel that we are undervalued as individuals. This blog is my way of taking back control, I’m going to post pictures and poetry and do my best to give my take on what it means to me to full fill my dream.
I am sitting here in my very modest dining area and I’m a little sleepy and I can hear a poem developing in my head now so I will leave you with this....

I don’t dream about standing in the lime light
I dream about standing when the times right
Taking care of a family having a house and a yard
The days are ahead when things won’t be so hard
The days are coming when the flowers are in bloom
When the drafts don’t blow in thru the windows of my room
My eyes grow heavy but my thoughts won’t concede
And even as much as I write I love to read

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