Cheered On

Push the pin and remember your goal;
It lies out beyond the synthetic shoal.
Future draped in finery and fun.
To get there you have to overcome;
Fight against the tyranny of normal,
Everything has become so formal,
Plotted out with permanence and rigidity,
It all looks and feels like stupidity.
But that does not mean you must adhere.
Just be aware you will feel plenty of fear.
And stumbles will mare your route.
Some will aim to render you mute.
So push on through and battle the storms.
They come in many violent forms.
Yet once you achieve you will bask;
Absorb all the beauty without a mask.
No limitations to your life and times.
A place without hidden landmines.