Poetry? -- When an oppurtunity presents itself When reason stands high, A voice will rise and be heard. No longer will there be whispers In the dark of ones subconscience, Freedom shall be had, destinys that Had become untangible will now be unravelled. Lives will go their seperate ways to grow and move on, there will be tears shed, There will be blood spilled and A world shall shatter to pieces. Pain is unavoidable in the grand scheme of life.. But vanity will be broken, the mind.. Free of its prison. Patience revered, Strength feared, Guilt lost, Passion gained. I am what I am, theres no doubt about that. The message has been sent, There is no going back. -- |