Seeing Yourself In A Mirror

on a fading day
between your busy hour and that moment
when you want to stop
or quit

you stand in front of a mirror
and ask yourself: is this worth it?

there is this voice which says
you must quit, you have had enough
there is no use
of another day

you stare and another image stares back at you
it is worth it
there is no justification to quit
you make
a difference

then you tighten your belt and with your hands
you iron out what is creased
you promise
you will go neat with life
you will finish what you have started
the voice comes assuredly like a
conscience
you make a difference
you are not a quitter
you are a winner.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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