Get off the Pot

Wake the hell up

Don’t you get it?

This life we have

We have it for only a minute

To make the best of it is

Our duty

So why can’t you get it through your

Head to put more effort into it

You get from life what

You put in it

Don’t put anything in it

You get nothing out of it

Where is your spirit?

Why can’t you fight?

This is war and you’re a soldier of life

Get off the damn pot and throw

The pi** out the window

Stand up and be counted

Before you’re counted out

Damn am I getting through to you?

I’m not here to coddle or

Take away your manhood

I’m trying to awaken that

Sleepy desire to succeed

And be a something more

Than another good for nothing

What I’m saying is out of love

Not anger

I always believed you had more

Audacity

Ok I’m sorry if I’m coming off

Too strong

I only wanted to awaken the fight

In you to survive

Forgive me if I’ve been harsh

Who else can tell you these things?

Only someone who cares enough

To be up front

After all it is your life

And you make of it

What you will

My only wish is that

You stop hiding behind

The word failure, you’re not

And cursing your birth

Take hold of what God has given

You, intelligence

The right to be free

To express you mind

Thoughts, opinions

Get off the pot

Throw the pi** out the

Window