Weak Man's Drug

Greatly inspired by the masterful prose in the anime "Fate/Zero"

Fantasy, the pathetic drug of the weak-

Unfulfilling, deceiving, and pointless;

Why waste precious time with such trash, mongrel?

Aim higher, search for the pleasures of life,

Not for inconceivable, fake, phantasms.

Go far! Glory lies beyond the horizon!

Why would you, a man, trade the brimming Cup of Life

For an impossible dark and empty Grail

Which lies unsecurely founded upon a low man's mind?

Blame not the stars, you are the sole captain of your fate,

Your weakness and cowardice yours and yours alone.

Charge! Master your destiny, drink from the Cup!

Abandon all false reality and keep in mind :

All dreams must end when the dreamer wakes

Godspeed! You may yet have what it takes.

Author's Note

This is my first realy attempt at a poem without a rhyme scheme, please tell me what I could do better next time. Thanks in advance.