It Couldn't Be Done

Somebody said that it couldn't be done,
But he with a chuckle replied
That "maybe it couldn't," but he would be one
Who wouldn't say so till he'd tried.
So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin
On his face. If he worried he hid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn't be done, and he did it.
Somebody scoffed: "Oh, you'll never do that;
At least no one ever has done it";
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,
And the first thing we knew he'd begun it.
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,
Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn't be done, and he did it.
There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy failure;
There are thousands to point out to you, one by one,
The dangers that wait to assail you.
But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,
Just take off your coat and go to it;
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing
That "cannot be done," and you'll do it.
-Edgar Guest

I am overflowing with passionate love,
I want to pursue him with the excuse that I'm impulsive and young.
But I will wait and pray instead,
Because there is someone that I am meant to wed.
They all tell me that I simply must not possess the desire,
That I have never felt the ignition when someone sets my heart on fire.

But oh, they couldn't be more wrong.

I'm holding myself back because I love him more than I love myself,
I'm stepping back and letting him live, placing my own interests on the shelf.
When they tell me I don't feel the hurt,
When I see him laugh and I see him flirt,
It's because they don't understand that true love waits,
Jumping at each sensation is always a mistake.

My darling, I hope he's fighting and yearning,
And saving himself for a future that we can't determine.
If our souls were made to unite one day,
I'm not going to let my years go to waste,
On little boys who use me,
Or emotionally abuse me.
Soulmate, hear me, hear me:

O, my darling I want to learn who I am and my identity is not in a teenager's arms,
Although the feelings make my heart burn and I can't resist his charms.
Please don't be distracted by the pretty girls and their batting eyes,
Because it's insecurity in disguise.
Please take your time and see these tears and hear my appeal,
For more than anything in the world I want you to find a love that's real.

Darling, this land is wide and these people engaging and bold,
But please don't buy into the cheap love that's being sold.
You deserve more than the brokeness that comes from telling a girl: it's over,
You don't need "experience" to perfectly show a girl that you love her.
For when you meet her, your heart will speak the truth alone,
You'll take her hand, escorting her to the right side of your throne.
Tell her that you waited and that you paid the price
But you wouldn't change a single day because love takes sacrifice.

-AMK :)

Time

Not enough hours exist in a day,
To accomplish the goals that we set,
We have so little time to make our mark,
We must cherish each moment we get.

Most minutes we spend debating,
Upon what to do next,
Instead of improving our lives,
And those of people we have met.

What would happen if we lived,
Like our heartbeats had a limit?
What would happen if we saw a problem,
And devoted our lives to resolving it?

Less time must be devoted to outlines and lamentations,
Over everything that is flawed,
And every person who lacks ambition.

We must personify proactivity and believe in what we work with,
Only then will we disregard ticking Time and be content with how we spent it.
-AMK