sam's song of myself
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Song of Myself
Sam Johnson
1
Where does one go to escape?Where does one find peace
and happiness?In the quietness I sit,Yet am surrounded by melody.
What is there in life but to live,Live with passion and meaning.A mind is a terrible thing to
waste,But a life lived without
meaning Is lived in vain.
By whatever means youAre here reading this,This the song of myself,Learn for yourself whether That which I say is for your ears.Experience for yourself the
teachingsWithin this, the song of myself.
2
Teachings are but words,Experience is putting words to
the test.So see what I see,Hear what I hear.
People that have not the knowledge
Or lack the experience of the wastefulness
Of unpurposeful living know not the drudges
Of this wastefulness.
Take, for instance, the steel miller workingLong and hard because he wasted his life.The advertising agent that works for merely
money.The prisoner incarcerated for stealing.The young school boy skipping classesNeglecting the wisdom in schooling.The addict wasting away on the street
corner,Waste, the reject of the world.No one likes it, it just is.Purpose, the reason for being.It can be grasped by the simplest of persons.
The young musician who plays his instrumentFor the pure joy of it.The wife who spends her days cooking and
cleaning, Create the best life for her children.The lady volunteering at the soup kitchen
each morning.The college student preparing for his future.The business executive making a living To care for his family.The kindergarten teacher that making barely
above minimumWage, but takes joy in teaching kids.
What are the chances that you are you And I am me?As I sit here alone I fall away from myself,I fall into the stream of life.Wait, what is this? Time to go?We have been triggered to shoot forth.We race faster and faster Searching for the mark.By the thousands we race forth,Carried within the flow.What is this? I have won!Amongst the odds I have reached the goal,I have done what no other has done.The product of my victory will be seen for
decades to come.
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What are the odds that you and I
Sit here as we do?The odds were against us,But yet here we sit.Why then shall we sit by
wastingThe glorious triumph of life?
“What is my purpose?” you ask.
I answer you, what makes you happy?
What truly fulfills you?I have found my purpose in lifeAnd seek to live life to its
fullest.
So then, why do you sit there reading this-
The song of myself.You yourself have your own
song,Your own melody.
Create for you your life,A life that is grounded in meaning.What time is there but now?These are the times that will be
remembered.Let them be remembered by all as The times that were not thrown away.But the times that you lived with
passion.
This concludes the song of myself,But here begins the song of yourself.I have succeeded in finding purpose.Strive for excellence.A life comes but once,Seeking a purposeful life is but the
beginning,In achieving a meaningful life lays
the challenge.
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