Poetry

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I Have But One Goal
I meet with disasters that trouble my soul
It seems my whole life has been one disaster after the other
From the day I was born when my drunk father took one look
And said he’s not my son
From the love of my life
Showing me everyday that she never cared about me in the first place
Nothing I touched seems blessed Nothing I reach for do I hold
Then I remember
I Have But One Goal

I see others living in Mansions so fine
Their worldy possessions much greater than mine
As I look around at the people I know
I am confident, I am smarter, have worked harder and lived better
Yet they all seem much more well off in their beautiful estates
But as I sit here in my older model mobile home
Chilling from the cold
Then I remember
I Have But One Goal

I am filled with ambitions that worry my mind
I dream of successes that I never find
All my life I have had dreams of success
I have thought I was bright enough and strong enough
To achieve anything I wanted in this world
But it hasn’t happened yet
Everything I touch turns to dust and I am left
Rotting inside no longer feeling bold
Then I remember
I Have But One Goal

I am haunted by failures
On a daily basis my enemy reminds me
That nothing I have been promised seems to
Come to pass
In my heart I know
Down an easier road I've been shown
And thank God I remember
I have but one goal

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