Drive
Yes, like the car but not really,
its a special thing really,
I don't know how to describe it,
sometimes it hard to focus on such a thing,
a thing we can't see,
that we can only feel flowing within our veins,
a tension,
a motion to do better,
to go higher,
to win.
Yes, I want to win,
I have goals to achieve,
and places to go.
And I will not,
do you hear me?
I will not let you stand in my way,
of my everlasting, hot blooded,
Drive.
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National Poetry Month 2014 poem a day challenge
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