(POETRYDICE CHALLENGE ENTRY) GAZE FROM THE COCKPIT

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THEME: FOCUS

I pray i never derail off my FOCUS like a train off its RAIL TRACK
I am real and timely, the aim is to win not slack
Even though my now is plague with lack of concentration
I still will not be bullied into frustration
That type of mindset only brings negation
Failure is never the last hope, listen to the inner voice
And never be in the companies of killjoys

The space of achievement is hanged on a frame of TIME
Even someone with no time can climb anytime
The ladder to success is a fine line of consistent sign of FOCUS
When FOCUS is lost all locus points to hopeless
The thing is, better days ahead if i work hard at my goal
My soul is black and pure like rensoul
still i will not be swayed into a hole by a mole

When my vision becomes blur, i lean on my MAGNIFYING GLASS
To light up my path, so i don't crash
My decisions can never be rash, its mass
Think, cus half bread is better that none
Decision made in anger can undone one, run.
I stick to the plan like a tattoo to the skin
If i sip a gin, its not a sin

My deeds will be left on every of your heart like a FOOTPRINT
The secret of the church is on the pulpit
Never let a bald laugh at your bulshit
Done, gone are those days when i spend my savings
Cus' i couldn't curb my cravings
My FOCUS is now my aces
I stick to my plan to be evasive

My life is like a ball game
I change my name to claim fame
But then the flame of fame is lame
Fame is just like a SHOOTING-STAR
Propelling my finger speed on the guitar
My focus still fully filled in a jar, not bar
I look at my reasoning from afar

Loose it not when you fail,FOCUS isn't today its beyond.
FOCUS made it possible for a mouse to live in a SKYSCRAPER
FOCUS is a lifesaver
Don't lose it, cus its a timesaver
Its the rudiments of all thing successful
I love my focus mind, its celestial
And will never rebel

All deeds are measured and BALANCED on a SCALE
By the creator who tastes no ale
Beware of your deeds lest you fail
Rejection shouldn't bring sadness
true sadness is when you have FOCUS flatness
The magnitude of a vision susceptible to fulfilment is by FOCUS
I don't write poem, i live poets

In the river there are many fish
FOCUS drives the fisherman to sniff his dish
Don't settle for the small fish
Dump the net, not the river
Upriver not downriver
The higher upriver the higher the chance
FOCUS is my dance

I built my castle on the solid rock
Not block
The sand is righteousness
Not violence
My FOCUS is mindfulness
Not mindlessness
I am quiet, not lost FOCUS...

This is my entry into the @rensoul17 poetrydice contest...