Treasure Island

Jeff Rushton


Sun, Wind, Rain


The three greatest powers on earth, completely unable to contain
The power of man doesn't come close to the energy of their smallest reign
The greatest power is only limited to its own laws of constraint
The laws set up by a greater domain
Man is weak in comparison to the minutest example of restraint
Yet, man tries with his heart, his mind, and his strength to
Dominate something far beyond their comprehensive rank
The three greatest powers on earth are only gained and
Respectful to those that sustain the wonderful powers and
Their kingdom’s laws of obedience.

Submitted: Thursday, September 04, 2008

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