That Thing

That thing….

That thing….

Oh my God….that thing

That one thing that you must find.

It waits.

It waits.

Oh my God…..it waits.

 

For you.

For you.

That thing.

Rage.

Rage.

To it.

To it.

And

Take it.

Take it.

 

 

(Please Note….reread this with your fist clenched tight, your face lifted to the sky whether it be dark in night or bright in day or stormy grey.   Reread this with the passion for that thing you are meant to do, be, or have.)