| at home among the lost
and found he fights with all, still losing ground but through the dark, he hears a sound and in his mind, he leaps and bounds with stunning grace and superb ease and strength to fight philosophies with which his mind does not agree to crush the dark and make them free they raise their hands and shake their fists he sees them all, though through the mist he falls back down, his chance he missed again he fights but now he's pissed he takes his chains and gives a pull the walls fall down and in a sudden lull he hears again the sound in full and knows it now with the speed of a bull the horn sounds now clear and loud and pulls him from his darkness shroud he runs away, so light and proud and rises up, beyond the clouds but where will he go? when the prophets don't know and the winds don't blow and the stars don't show where will he be? when the land turns to sea will he think of me in deep history will he think of lands so far away and continue to live another day remembering how he joined the fray in places where darkness held sway when all is gone and there's no more light will he wonder if he was right will he ponder his strength and might and go on to fly throughout the night |
There isn't much to say about this: it's straightforward. There's not really any symbology. I actually really like this poem. I think it could be good for a song, perhaps a rap song but quite possibly other songs as well.
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