Banking Late

How pitiful and funny
How we treat ourselves
When in need we fold arms
We sit on the fence

No one likes to fail
Or be associated with failure
Why not render help to the striving
Why wait till victory

Why bank on the winning
When striving was not banked on
Why support the outcome
When process was not supported

I’ll love you bank on me now
For i can’t just do it all aline
I’ll love you still
No matter your action


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