Way back when the sun shone bright,
when luck was usual and they feared my might.
I didn't know that we'll see this day,
Success is such a crucial thing,
it doesn't walk alone,
along makes your life swing.
No longer familiar eyes breathe trust,
it flew away with air and dust.
My weaknesses hold me tight,
and pull me in mud with all the strength.
but the warrior soul screams within
this could not be your end.
Let all the mean world know,
the time just awaits my blow,
cuz you are destined to fall to my blade,
the mist of uncertainity will have to fade.
1 comment:
nice poem...i like the use of simple vocab a lot...but it misses a consistent rhyming scheme...altho...I JUST LOVE THE THEME!!
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