The Ode
the son of revolution awaken from his deep thought eternal slumber in every veins starts to pump from the beat of trance heart a man rise from his cask to depart to the mountains to shout his ode a word, to be his great covenant will be written in the fearless breeze from the zephyr to oceans lullaby be sang in perpetual, never be deny i promise.... the positive outlook in a picture in a scene will never be erased nor forgotten to look in big perspective that all are just examples, a test will never give me any stress insecurities i know will never lost a part of my body to do what is right but i will never let it be my life raising my head, looking in the light won't let any shadow feign my sight i promise About the Author: on the verge of lossing my insanity...this poem helped me not to cross that line.... Source: www.isnare.com |