Poetry: Be Rich

We wish to plant our feet in concrete breaking the barriers of limitations breaking the mold of fixation

I recall the time when I felt stagnation, so inquisitive to move forward anxious to open new doors

If you haven’t earned the key locks of roadblocks will force creativity down your throat… its no joke

There’s no time for quitting barely room for development you have to settle with intuition

Full-fledged common sentiments don’t let societies ignorance brainwash you to believe there is only way to progress in life.

DNA cells so different variety adds unique quality to the worth you want to see

Change is the way you look at things.

Vividly goal chasing planning my year of achievements aiming to claim seasons as my success reaches its climax.

You’re worthy of more growth than you believe

Beyond facts!

Start believing…

Brooke Jean © 2013