Let It Begin, a poem by me about life

[.ViciouS.]

LET IT BEGIN
One life, one mind to find what I seek, undefined,
I waited for a sign, it took many years to realize it will never
find me, astounded, my life had passed before my eyes,
no rewind button to bring back time,
present 1999,
I became at face to face to my first major mistake,
I grew to be best friends with someone fake,
It cost me $300 to make him show his true weight, misguided,
Fortunately,
I learned much, was quick to move on though the past clinged on,
learning from wrong is what built me up, strong,
and the freedom to choose what you should do, since your life's at stake,
its underlying source, split in two, good and evil,
mother nature and human corruption,
I placed myself in both factions,
Fact is, nature overwhelmed me with glee,
So I try my best to forever helm myself in its plea,
And explain that in it, it will provide all that we need, a seed that's bound to grow,
But up to us people to decide its flow,
In due course,
Greed is more often sought, some plot money over life, continuing on with the strive, the easy way out
Some assume then that life is worth cash, so determined at last that your chip stack must be at mass with a King's stash, deceit,
Will you concede defeat, or fight on until its beat?
Uncommonly known that to succeed will not strictly be achieved through fame or fortune,
It's whatever you believe in to give you a reason to find that life,
Is NOT worthless if you find your own purpose,
and for me,
a positive entity, one full of bliss, so I try to express myself to those close with thoughtfulness,
because without TRUE friends, many descend into dead ends, defenseless,
So i stay forever keen to be aware at all times, through bad to fair, because if i never expect it to be over,
Change will strike, seen as an illusive cobra,
But my experiences, TRUE SIGHT, reveals light within me as an eternal supernova,
ILLUMINATE, to guide the ride that i must face in dark flight,
Wont stop for bait, mines designed to degrade my mind, I will fly on,
Mindset upon spreading knowledge, no frolic, truth fed but always close to contemplate,
Is it right for you?
The decision is yours, but I can guarantee that the truth will at times hurt,
But I believe once your eyes can fully see, you will feel the essence of nonconstraint,
The presence of being untainted is sure to be forever told, and with this you can become the change you seeked in the world that lay at your feet, ready to unfold,
And when I die, as long as i know that i strived for a high, that soars way past blue skies, will be unique to me,
Then no regret shall linger, through my rise to overcome lies, to find I conquered a peak yet to be,
The word impossible dissolved, my mind to end completely in resolve, evolved,
But the world, it remains to be yours,
Golden, if you stay true to your source,
The force pursuing to resonate the fact, that all people are equal and chances of a sequel, unreliable,
But undeniable that,
Life is WEALTH,
Allthough seemingly STEALTH,
You always have choice,
The one voice, through thick and thin,
Life wont wait,
So when will you begin?

This is for my philosophy of life for english, what do you think?
Any thoughts is appreciated

5/29 - Edited a bit

[Maitereya]

awesome, im all about poetry right now.

I waited for a sign, it took many years to realize it will never
find me, astounded, my life had passed before my eyes,
no rewind button to bring back time,

this is so true, and this idea rings true among prety much everyone. great line.

I grew to be best friends with someone fake

it will provide all that we need, a seed that's bound to grow,
But up to us people to decide its flow,

excelent

Will you concede defeat, or fight on until its beat?

i love how you challenge the reader to fight against greed and money.

as long as i know that i strived for a high, that soars way past blue skies

this made me chuckle. if your teacher doesnt already know u get high he will now.

But the world, it remains to be yours,
Golden, if you stay true to your source,

there seems to be several spiritual lines in this poem, me likey.

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if i was a teacher grading this i would give you a c-. theres no real 'structure' in the poem and it covers alot of ground, like it goes from your experience of getting screwed over by a friend to trying to turn people on to this spiritual idea.

but im not a teacher and i like it as a fellow dude. good shit.

[.ViciouS.]

Yea i tried to cover a decent amount of ground without ranting on too much about a single thing, because i'm tryin to keep the poem open to think about as possible. tryin to get the idea across that my philosophy is not something totally defined but keeps me going. Thanks for the comments