"UNTITLED"

Times of great change are upon us now,
to the unworthy we will no longer bow.

To the weak who will perish,I shed a tear,
and indeed a rebirth is drawing near.


For those of us who banish the fear,
for those of us who understand.

That we adapt to survive,
that love and hope will keep us alive.

Remember the future and what it can bring for peace of mind,
somewhere amidst the darkness ahead you and me we will find,
and combine our strenth to live on and fight.
SJT
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
jus cuz

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