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….
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