The Real Wonder Woman

(This is a tribute to a lady I attended high school with. Her dedication to her craft and ability to inspire the spirits of her students make her truly remarkable. I'm proud to say that I know her, and that she has made me want to achieve all of my dreams and goals in life. Johnna Jo, this one's for you, baby.)

The real Wonder Woman boarded her invisible jet at morn,
Destination: top of the world or bust.
She's been a bright-eyed child every since the day she was born,
And this was merely the beginning of her wanderlust.
But the journey to the top of the world
Would be anything but easy for this jetsetter,
For she would have to sift through the life with which she quarreled
And prove that she's a go-getter.

Oh, the girl had dreams as far back as in the womb,
And she was a natural if I ever saw one, and that's a fact.
The road to fruition wasn't easy, and she knew she couldn't assume.
It was either "do-or-die," or her dreams would be sacked.
It was going to be one long and hard exercise
For this gal from the hills of Tennessee,
But you could tell by the sparkle in her eyes
That there was something special for all to see.


Oh, the girl had dreams that'd fill up this very room,
A real spark plug, and that's a fact.
So many books, so much time they'd consume,
Yet, there was never any enthusiasm in which she lacked.
She labored hard, braving the elements,
Despite some of Mother Nature's calls,
But she knew what she was up against,
And she was determined to succeed where others had falls.

Oh, the girl had dreams, and boy did she ever fulfill!
In time, she earned her stripes in documents, written deeds.
This was God's test of this Wonder Woman's iron will,
And she won. Now, she'll plant some seeds.
Now, she has the ammunition of knowledge to wield.
Now, she can feed the minds of the hungry youthful aplenty.
Now, she has one of God's greatest powers he could bestow and field.
Now, she may go forth and achieve her destiny.

I may be infringing upon copyrighted material,
But you see, Mr. Marsten, she's the real Wonder Woman to me.
I felt compelled to say it lyrical
Just so you would plainly see.
She was a wee lass once dreaming of the world,
And now we see her grown up, and how things have circled.
In the future, adults will enter God's kingdom
With the breadth of knowledge from her disclosed wisdom.

CARPE DIEM

"The soul does not love, it is love itself.
It does not exist, it is existence itself.
It does not know, it is knowledge itself."

-How To Know God, pg. 130 (Song, "Brainwashed," from Brainwashed by George Harrison, post mortem, 2002.)