I see the fire in your eyes
Forged from
life's trials
A defiance
A determination
to take on
anything in your path
and win
The fire that
permeates your whole being
gives you
meaning
reason
passion
hope
companionship
with the lost
a pact
down the path
where
meekness is weakness
defiance is respect
where black is white
or anything
you make it
The World According to You
This fire
your funeral pyre
ablaze
for an eternity
-"To a Youth Misguided"


4 Comments:
For we were young and sure to have our way. Stole that from Mary Hopkin.
Good poem
Cheers
Rice.
12:10 AM
Great poem! Thanks! :)
3:05 PM
Very Neat! Thanks Try... :)
9:50 PM
Susan - "the squeal with a quill?"
6:26 AM
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