"SWING BATTER! BATTER! SWING BATTER! "
Time to stop whining and crying
Reminiscing and sighing,
And dwelling on the past!
Those days are GONE
They're OVER!
They did not last
Stand up straight!
You've got a date
With the
Rest of your life!
DONT BE LATE!
Pick up your bat,
Step up to the plate,
Keep your eye on the ball, and
SWING!!
Hit it HARD!
Make it SING!
You've only got
One Bell to ring,
So
MAKE SOME NOISE!!!
Don't even worry about it
If you don't swing with "poise "
And don't even think about performing for ya "boyz!"
Be an individual!
Be your OWN Man!
Forget about ya crew!!
After all,
They're all confused , and don't know WHAT to do!
Just a bunch crabs in the barrel
Who always like to "hang out"
But get jealous when you try to
Climb out, and get yourself some clout!
I say,
Ball up ya fist tight,
And knock 'em ALL out of your way!
You weren't meant to live life in a barrel!
NO WAY!!
So reach for the sky!
Have a ball!
You really CAN " have it ALL!"
So, SWING, BATTER, BATTER! SWING BATTER!
It don't matter how many times you've struck out
Stepping up to the plate
Is what life's all about!
Copyright 2010 by Elgin Bolling
Excerpt from the book, THE SOUND OF MY SOUL
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