
Believe, Inspire, They Shall achieve & Prosper...
I owe many people many things, my teachers who nurtured me
My grandparents who believed in me, my brother who inspired me
Yonder the blue sky, soft clouds, my imagination streched, they
Fed my young hungry soul and my thirst remains unquenched
Alive as ever, charged, insatiated and curious
Noble souls, these were that never hesitated
Who, in their hearts recognized my inqusitiveness not dissipated
Who responded to the rising tide, were ever present and did not hide
None the impediments on the path, thus determined not to slow
Neither rain, nor sleet nor snow, can extinct the fire’s mighty glow
I charted a path, they encouraged me to go
They said that the hands of fate or destiny will take me far
They believed in me, expected more of me even as they raised the bar.
I wrote and dedicate this poem to those that inspired me and to those of you that will inspire...Paul Beshah