You Are What You Believe

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You Are What You BelieveWeek old Rice-a-Roniramen soup...Kroger baloneyhe comes home all aloneto plasticware buffetsfor his age he's kinda tinyhis skateboard's scuffed n grimybut after chores he lit out the doorfor try-outs that daycoach thought he was too scrawny to playbut tossed him a bat anywayhit by a faith strong n hardthat first pitch flew farcos you are what you believechances you take are what it takes to achievelife's endless scope is best seen with hopeyou are what you believeshe don't wear Prada or Revlonworks graveyards at Chevronshoots the breeze folks say that she'skind and consideratesweeps up and stocks the freezerbrews a pot...takes a breatherremembers that five years backshe was barely literatepicks up gas receipts she findsscratches down misspelled linesright now her novel's up in the airbut in five years she's outta therecos you are what you believechances you take are what it takes to achievelife's endless scope is best seen with hopeyou are what you believethe only way to rise abovethe dust we're each made ofis listen for your spiritthen trust it when you hear it becauseyou are what you believeyou are wha you believe(c)2006 Robert George