The door says push
Still, you pull
Your intelligence bank
Obviously full
Trying to force
It to come to you
When force outward
Would allow you through
The trial you face
Is not so hard
Follow the signs
Keep up your guard
Advance nonstop
Think quit never
The hold on faith
You cannot sever
Without compliance
Comes great woe
Obey written word
Or your life will go
See through the glass
The door looks clear
Your way translucent
Goals so near
You can't attain
While holding fear
Let go your fright
Your eyesight sear
Don't look through
It may seem clear
Your way to go
Written so near
The door says push
Yet still you pull
Your forward movement
Is obviously null
-Armas
