Welcome back,I'm up late and decided to drop a new post. I just wanted to get my mental exercise in and it is funny what came out of it. After reading it over once, it looks like I'm caught up like most NBA fans in this whole free-agency situation (hoping that 'Bron'll stay), but I felt a "big brother" kind of feel to this one, too. Read it and see if you agree or not.
On a side note, I'll be having some important meetings in the coming weeks regarding the book, so be on the lookout for what comes out of it. Keep me in your prayers and thoughts! And thanks again for visiting and for your support! It is more appreciated than you realize! Be blessed!
15-Minute Workout – Part Eight
On the road to progression
Learning lesson after lesson
Saving money by not buying texts
Every day that I wake, class is in session
I make my observations
Looking at it from my point of view
Sometimes careful to make these points to you
Since the way that I see things
Can be a little skewed
I never intend to offend
Then again, there’s never any telling how my words’ll affect you
I have an opinion that’s razor sharp
Cutting through and making points
A perspective that can parallel hearts
Providing words that can heal bones and joints
Y’all can go and point
And spotlight me as the “word fugitive”
I tend to get away with words
A vocabulary thief since I was a kid
As long as I live
And breath fills my lungs max
I’ll write to make words by which we can live
Pay me for my words and exceed the salary cap
Enter the luxury tax
We’re rolling six-figs now
Trying to get championships back-to-back-to-back
Obviously the gamble is worth the risk now
Make me your franchise
Upon me the eyes are pooled and centered
I just can’t stand by
So let me step back in and mentor
Helping rookies in the game
Call me a player-coach
I’ll draw up and show you the plays
So relatable – call me the player’s coach
Since I’ve been where you been
Let me show you where you’re stepping to
The portrait is much bigger than just yourself
Your family and friends are who you’re repping, too
Regardless of what’s left in you
You have to keep pressing
You may not be a lottery pick
But there’s still scouts looking for you to put your best in
Mind the time that you’re investing
You could be a second-round steal
Consider this call-up a blessing
Whether or not you ink a million-dollar deal
You don’t know yet how a million dollars feel
But the effort is there
Keep playing until the clock is drained
And nothing at all is left there…
On the road to progression
Learning lesson after lesson
Saving money by not buying texts
Every day that I wake, class is in session
I make my observations
Looking at it from my point of view
Sometimes careful to make these points to you
Since the way that I see things
Can be a little skewed
I never intend to offend
Then again, there’s never any telling how my words’ll affect you
I have an opinion that’s razor sharp
Cutting through and making points
A perspective that can parallel hearts
Providing words that can heal bones and joints
Y’all can go and point
And spotlight me as the “word fugitive”
I tend to get away with words
A vocabulary thief since I was a kid
As long as I live
And breath fills my lungs max
I’ll write to make words by which we can live
Pay me for my words and exceed the salary cap
Enter the luxury tax
We’re rolling six-figs now
Trying to get championships back-to-back-to-back
Obviously the gamble is worth the risk now
Make me your franchise
Upon me the eyes are pooled and centered
I just can’t stand by
So let me step back in and mentor
Helping rookies in the game
Call me a player-coach
I’ll draw up and show you the plays
So relatable – call me the player’s coach
Since I’ve been where you been
Let me show you where you’re stepping to
The portrait is much bigger than just yourself
Your family and friends are who you’re repping, too
Regardless of what’s left in you
You have to keep pressing
You may not be a lottery pick
But there’s still scouts looking for you to put your best in
Mind the time that you’re investing
You could be a second-round steal
Consider this call-up a blessing
Whether or not you ink a million-dollar deal
You don’t know yet how a million dollars feel
But the effort is there
Keep playing until the clock is drained
And nothing at all is left there…
-W.A. Gordon
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