Avi Pranish

System Of Survival - Poem by Avi Pranish

A child moves through this world
Full of spirit, relentless and brave
Tales told of immortal heroes
Words like honour and loyalty
Spoken and followed like religion

He moves through the ranks
Ideologies doubted and cultured
Spirits battered, loyalties questioned
Dark spells and wounded pride
An accustomed territory

In the end he learns
The art of survival
As learnt by many before

Gotta run with the wolves
Hunt with the huntsmen

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  • (8/30/2012 10:57:00 PM)

    The art of survival

    Gotta run with the wolves
    Hunt with the huntsmen.
    The formula for survival has been grasped. Wonderful.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 30, 2012

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