American Thoughts
Hills abundance, grass is green,
Soon to come, a winter scene,
Flocks of birds, flight of pattern,
Begin of cycle, life will happen,
One amongst, a many creature,
Habit form, protect the weaker,
Speak to those, why you have come,
A journey long, with knowledge of….
I must now jump, take the chance,
Forward thinking, feet advance,
Fail or not, I choose that right,
To live or die, no fear insight,
Heaven calls, the darkest knights,
Brave and strong, I’ll win the fight!
Frozen tundra, frost of fate, every thought, I must escape? –
As I embark, upon this lesson, left or right, adverse progression, indecision, family fate, to feed so many, a pressure great,
A journey north, to be the best, no walking back, toward success, this plunge I take, shall cost me dearly, filtered fear, as depth reveal me,
Arctic air, feed flesh and bone,
My story cold, now left alone,
If sun shall shine, upon on my chest, the weight of burden, left to death,
Frozen earth, what has become me?
Winter’s burden, death amongst me!
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To be that one, lost and cold,
To worry not, fulfill my goal,
Stand beside me, hold me close,
Worry not, for I grow old,
The days will travel, far or near,
No pressure felt, without a fear,
Those behind me, left with scars,
I tell the tale, protect your guards,
Strong shall flourish, weak will pass,
To those I say, the best outlast,
Life the journey, each shall know,
Blessed are those, who seek unknowns,
All will gather, toward your strength,
Until the heart, relinquish pain,
To be so cold, not value life,
Will draw you close, to after sight,
The dark survives the coldest nights,
Who then becomes the one of light?
Spirit is strong, revision of hunger,
Life now worth living, void of my slumber,
Count upon days, observing the clock,
Tick toward moments, tock toward march,
Forward progression, move for my future,
Past now forgotten, this vivid illusion,
A pain that berates me, shelters from strong,
The same that empowers, to hell with them all!
A moment I see, what’s left of my pride,
My spirit grows strong, no longer to hide,
From this day and foward, no longer will I,
Take note of depression, for now it’s my time
Who knocks at my door, felt a presence divine, in the midst of the night, awoke by a sign, as fear settles in, I’ve been here before, curiosity met, who awaits I’m unsure,
The glow from outside as I move toward decision, awake or asleep what awaits my fruition,
Inclined to invite, the path is now open,
mind wanders silent, mistaken as focus, thoughts toward promise, struggled through strife, paid forward dues, what could only be right,
Much to my wonder, behold it is I, the one you hold dearly, the one you prescribe, dealt toward a knee, gasping last breath, pride at my door, when nothing is left,
I wished for the world, only I could deserve, in vain I left conscience, gold as my word, who knocks at my door, this shadow of me, the truth left unknown, awake from my dream
