Rise everyone,
Rise...
Each day passes by
Time flowing...
Our actions rippling
Through...
Are we creating
A new story..
Or merely,
Rewriting an
Old tale.
The laws remain,
Unknown
But the rules defined.
We're on a path,
Now haste
Before it's late...
Begin wht must be
Begun.
The fire does not stop,
Nor does it die...
In madness,
& chaos
It flickers most
Intense.
We're rising shadows,
Of morows storm.
End
Subject: Poetic ramblings of a better morrow.
Good Day