You Were Meant To Do Hard Things

A Poem For Personal Power

Because that’s the way you were made

You were meant to do hard things.
Your body is built to last.
You were made to heal.
You were meant to do hard things.

You were meant for rigor.
Climb the mountains,
Run a marathon,
Push for performance,
Spread mulch,
Study the abstract or concrete, whichever is harder.
You were built to do hard things.

You were meant to learn discipline.
Put down the phone,
Get off the couch,
Sit down and write,
Learn to wait,
Live in the present,
And hold your tongue.
You were meant to do hard things.

You were meant to learn on your own
Learn to walk,
Learn to talk,
Say the wrong thing,
Break all the rules,
Live on the edge,
Don’t leave your bike in the rain,
You were meant to learn hard things.

You were meant to age.
Tolerate the cold and pain,
Take a meals worth of medicines,
Move creaky bones,
Grieve.
You were meant to do hard things.

You were meant to understand morality.
Resist free will for the greater good,
Let someone go,
Speak up when you see wrong doing,
And resist temptation.
You were meant to do hard things.

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