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Investing in our success - the book

Six chapters of this book are here for your reading pleasure.
This is a draft of the book, so you may find a few errors here. The final version  should be virtually error free.
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For whom is this book?
This book, Investing in our success: A glimpse into our world, is for all of us.
It is validation for all of us who have grown up in circumstances in which poverty has been pervasive, but instead of allowing our poverty to dictate the circumstances of our future, we have been taking matters into our own hands. We have been following a course that we have charted for ourselves, and we have been rising above our circumstances.
This book is for all of us who have grown up in circumstances of privilege, but who have decided to improve on the foundation that we have been given, instead of settling into what already exists.
This book is also for people who have grown up in circumstances in which poverty has been pervasive, but instead of taking matters…
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Time by JBF
Time steals along Constantly on the move All the time, time changes From dawn until dusk time changes From night until day time changes All the time, time changes

Time changes girls intowomen
It changes boys to men
It changes women and men

All the time, time changes

Women and men chase time
Women and men retreat from time

Because all the time, time changes 

It changes childhood to old age It changes old age to mere dust All the time, time changes Time grants wishes Time takes away wishes Time grooms Time dooms All the time, time changes From age to age From the cradle into the grave

All the time, time changes
Philosophies are created in time In time philosophies will change
Time changes everything

Time is changing

All the time, time changes


Life by JBF ‘I’m taking life easy,’ I said ‘What is life?’ he asked A question that nagged at my brain Causing it to hurt from the strain Life is living, I said Life is joy Life is pain Sometimes, life is gain Life is mistakes Life is discovery Life is high stakes Life is recovery Life is dread But at least we’re not dead Life gives us a chance To move ahead Life is a rollercoaster It tosses us up and down And spins us around and around Before it takes us down. Down to the ground Where our ancestors roam Down to the ground Where we cease to moan Life is.

Heart beat

Heart beat by JBF From the dark depths of despair We waken ourselves Searching for answers To the questions that we fear There in the wind the answers soar Out of our reach they hang in the air Fluttering dreams soaring high Blurs in the night sky
But we will soon catch them Our anthem we hum To the rhythm of our heart beat That spurs us along.


Words by JBF Words by themselves innocuous Words carelessly arranged and uttered Enemies create Apologies tendered Meet with distaste ‘I was not upset?’ ‘What gave you that idea?’ Words that excavate Words that discomfort inflate Words that damn The lie that is your life Words that uncover your guile To your unwilling eyes Silence, silence of discord
Hang over our desires and dreams Like a rain cloud hovering Over saturated streams
Silence, screaming for redress Wishing that words were left at rest