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Driven
 
What illusions drive you?
Everlasting love?
Caring family?
Faith in Gods unseen?

And if all these illusions were stripped away, what would you have left?
Enough to drive you?

Or would you collapse in fear and cower in your little hell 'til inevitable death came for you?

Could you stand in the face of absolute change, the loss of all you know, and forge ahead anyway?

We shall see, won't we, as I remain driven.

By Peter Damon Frost

© 2014 Peter Damon Frost (All rights reserved)

 

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