So here are so poems that were given for free and revolve around the word ambition.
Ambition
I am going to fucking rule the world.
Yes sir. Not a question in my mind.
I am going to make good on all the promises
I made when I arrived, Kicking
and screaming, into the doctor's waiting arms.
I am not going to gently into that good night
because the words I have are not fucking gentle.
That's right. Get ready. I am going to rock
this life to the core
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Ambition
Did my father want to cut steel all his life?
Did my mother wish she could dance?
Did my sister plan her daughter or the kitchen with the flickering light
and the cabinet door that won't close tight?
I thought I would paint.
But here I am making poems in the
square, listening to the sounds as I write.
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So my thoughts are that ambition is basically different for everyone. It plays a part in our identity as shown by the two separate authors above. My question is however, how much can a person change another ambition through sheer communication alone?
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