Gratitude & Pressure

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By Kevin Alan Lamb

I remember the days when I couldn’t breathe

Life was heavy on my chest trying to blind me from visions I needed to see

Struggle and doubt will ring a man out, but some men still to choose to believe

With one deep inhale of clean, Michigan air – I feel free

I remember the faces we helped bring to the light

No matter the burdens placed on our shoulders, we can still shine bright

Struggle and doubt will ring a man out, but some men still dream through the night

With one deep exhale a vision has become a mission taking flight

I remember the tears that helped me process both gratitude and pressure

Through my own struggle for breath I learned to love first and later measure

Struggle and doubt will ring a man out, but some discover other’s happiness is great pleasure

With eyes closed and heart upon sleeve, it resonates that helping others is my treasure

I remember the nights my heart ached for the suffering on this earth

I remember waking in the morning and choosing to make a difference, rather than curse

Struggle and doubt will ring a man out, but some hold close that others have it worse

With eyes gazing into the blue, Michigan, summer-sky, my worried soul is nursed

I remember seeing progress in the lives we touched

I remember what it felt like when strangers paid it forward and inspired blush

Struggle and doubt will ring a man out, but some men set their sights on more magnanimous things than touch

Connected to the the world I live and love in, I contend that the good fight is such.

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Kevin Alan Lamb