Rise Above Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Rise Above



To rise above
A million pointed swords
Of trouble
To rise and head
That must the human be:
The stars of heaven will applaud.

Not flowing strategy
Just
Set-piece after set-piece
At last
Will have
Propensity to the goal.

And
In the distance dusk the red
Leaves stage with a bent head.

Sunday, June 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: goals
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