The Rocky Road

Rob Targos (c) 1998

It doesn’t matter where I had to start,

Because I knew the level of determination, that existed in my own heart.

Soon after I spread my legs apart,

I needed to believe in myself, and then depart.


Once my mind heard the hunting bell,

I knew I had to endure this treacherous hell.

It may look like a path of harmless travel,

But it is still littered with dangerous gravel.


The size didn’t matter since every pebble,

Quickly blew up into a mountain of trouble.

Even though the stone pieces were relatively small,

they didn’t feel that way during my weight-bearing fall.


It cause my body to be painfully alert,

Through my wounding trip, down into the dirt.

At first, I was scared to refill the trust,

But that was the only way I was going to finally abandon the dust.


Then I decided to get off the ground,

and fight against it, for another round.

That’s when I discovered the power of my inner force.

And I wanted to conquer this adverse obstacle course.


With the eye of the Tiger, I went on an attack,

To inscribe my initials and scratch mother nature back.

During this unsteady fight,

I gained some valuable insight.


Sometimes to claim victory you need to begin.

There is no other alternative way to win.

When faced with a problem, you need to dig in.

And let your heart expose your thickening skin.