Poem: Power Of Life

POWER OF LIFE

The drops of tears when weak,

Wash away the dirty pads on our cheeks,

And form tributary to our powers beneath,

Let us sing the Mosaic song of power,

The one which gave him hope and power to conquer,

Let’s dance to the toning voice of power from tower,

Let’s dance in calibrated steps,

Designed to pull out weakness

Off the vain and arteries,

What power are we seeking in this jungle of weak?

Let us fly to the field where power of life is grown,

The field inside us; deep beneath,

Where hope and power that against defeat are grown,

For we need it when we are weak.

(C) HYBRID

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