Where is the passion?
Where is the fight?
You once had a fire that
burned bright through the night
It shone through the mud you wallowed in
It shone through grief you were swallowed in
It outshone Hell's flames that licked at your heels
It outshone the light Death's door to you revealed
Where is the passion?
Where is the fight?
You once had a spirit of
Incomparable might
It pushed you to excel and to overcome
It pushed you out from under Plight's thumb
It fought against those who said you never could
It fought harder still because you knew you would
Where is the passion?
Where is the fight?
You've been broken, you've swayed
So I'll lend my insight
A hero you remain to me and in the meantime
A hero I'll look after and care for as mine
All heroes must fall for we're imperfect men, but
All heroes will rise up to battle again
a gorgeous, masterful. and musical poem - i think a lot of peoples sadness in life comes from knowing deep in their hearts that they could have done better had they actually challenges themselves...but for many its not too late. this poem is...uplifting; profound; invigorating! !
Pregnant with passion my friend! Well done!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Holy Moly! ! ! I LOVE THIS! ! ! Speechless.....just cut and paste what Ray said and stick it here.... * : -)