It Is Time For Them To Rise Poem by RIC BASTASA

the time has come
for our younger friends to take the lift
and they shall rise
riding on chariot suns

oh! how young and strong
this new generation shall be

we shall watch them smile
and others laugh
in joys unspeakable
they shall touch the clouds
and be cheek to cheek
with the stars
and be on elbows with
the planets and the
moons

& as they stay for a while in
the heavens we shall
take the plunge of our
destined falling

slowly we feel the
colder temperatures
creeping in our spines
and we shall have no
complaints and take
our lives within the
comfort of an
acceptable resignation

we know who we are
we know what destiny is
from the pages of the
lives of our forefathers

we know the ways of the inevitable
and we are proud of the bustle

we touch the temperature
of the river
it is cold as ice
we feel the flow of our
journey
inside the pulse of our veins
we see the darkness
dilluting slowly every
light that we once own

on such a sweet surrender
we wait
on such an anticipation
we soon shall meet
those that we once love
and those that still
love us

there in the great chasm
our affections make
the last connections

we had it all we had been there
we are joyful now that we too are here.