Enlighten
When
The pen
Enlighten
The minds of men,
Good things do happen;
Fire fuels the fallen,
Weak and weary are risen,
A healing comes for the broken
And a bright vision is awaken.
© MACA.T.A.
# 1,487
12 July 2016
7: 14 p.m.
Poetry form: Mono-rhyme Nonet
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