The Limits of Dreams (a poem)

I feel like what we’re hearing is to hunt down dreams like game
The bloodier, the better, show the challenge of the gain
Rise up in the ranks, don’t write “potential” on your grave
Leave it all out on the field don’t let an ounce be saved

They say “embrace ambition,” and sure part of that sounds good
But maybe there is something more than “hustle til you’re dead”
It all sounds sort of stressful when the truth is I want peace
A day of honest work and then a restful night of sleep

I’m not here to burn out or to idolize my dreams
There’s more to life than passion or a certain fantasy
Serve the Lord with all your heart, then sit back and just breathe
Go chase down a dream or two, then love your family.

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