When the ghost of our past
Comes haunting us,
Breathing out fear
And sneezing failure.
Clanking that gong of defeat.
Do not listen!
A ravenous memory of our sinful
Past
Comes all teeth to tear and steal
Hungry for our present achievements
And joy
Do not feed it!
"Oh dear you know you can't be a doctor"
"You loathed sciences at high School"
Thus comes its fondling deceit
Infusing same into our minds
Be unyielding!
Alas! Oftentimes,
We give up. Yes we do!
Much easier than a kid sucks.
We listen attentively,
Feeding its belly with our fears
And the ghost wins.
@harrywill