The Awakening My eyes are finally open I see the world as new I’m ready now to make my mark I know what I’m to do The future is my vision Success will be my quest Work is how you find your dream Nothing’s gained from rest Wasted time destroys us all Idleness brings death Fair is Foul and Foul is Fair Said Shakespeare with MacBeth Dreams will slowly fade away If you just let them die You have no chance to find your dream If you’re not there to try To start a life it takes a seed The kind you want to be Then planted it will find some root And grow into a tree What kind of tree will I be? Will I grow up strong? These are answers you must find As you move along Be mindful of the life you choose Whatever life you lead It will reflect in some respect Upon your type of breed Remember who you were before And who you want to be Then do your best in all the rest To trim and prune your tree                            Thal Dixon                                         Published first in                                         California Work World                                         March 1993                                         College and Career Publishing
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