We too must learn…


Flames fanning

Pans dark with age.

Burning – triggered coal to crimson

Golden tar browned by ancient sun

Bronze tarmacles

Flames of sword

Star- treks of warrior

Through our times

We cry, we laugh

We worked, we talkeddownload
Our flames fanning

Our heart gasping

We search with eyes

Our minds as drunk

Heavy with age

And light as gray

These flames that fanned

The light of our fame, we too must learn the rhythm of fate!

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