Monday, August 28, 2006

Dark Forest

Not me is the one, confused, in darkness
Not me was the one, so unsure, what is for him
Not me will be the one, to lead, if thus be his mind
Not me can be the one, if confidence, is lacking so

For sure, are great achievements, born in dreams
For sure, is hunger, a prerequisite to reach them
For sure, will complacence, kill the very life
For sure, can hard work, temper the quest

I have, this thirst, do something of worth
I hope, Death, not before my contribution approach
I pray, my role, fills me with Peace
I believe, Mother Nature, every step is part of it

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