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THE Champions series 63, POEM Titled: Follow Your Heart

 

FOLLOW YOUR HEART

We live in a society

 Where minds are positioned

And our thought conditioned

We’re told what to think and say

What to eat and not to eat

Where to go and not to go

What to wear and not to wear

Our minds are left fallow

Always on the lookout to follow

Unable to make our own choices


As children, we wanted something more

Something more than just warm embrace

We had pictures

pictures of what we wanted once

Stamped to our hearts

We grew up and realized

We had let it go like a common coat

Because we were told…


To follow

Follow the system

Follow religion before conviction

Fashion before innovation

Education before passion

Gratification before distinction

Celebration before determination

Monitivity before creativity


My teacher once said,

Vision precedes competition

Wisdom precedes ambition

Journey not without your brain

Men’s opinions will ruin

But God’s opinion will lift you

Make your decisions and follow your heart.



Comments

  1. Inspiring.
    Often when we come to that valley of decision, we've just got to follow the leading in our heart. And for we with the Holy Ghost, it's a million win.

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