The 12th Poem by Kris Rayagiri

Crystal crest above the standing ground
Running and climbing
A life's worth of work around
Siphoning and struggling
Hard work nevertheless
When the time comes
Will you actually feel the worth

The process is the only key
Creating and confining thy
Believing In the process
In the process of thy belief
Finding or forcing
Forging to find the glee

Tangled Lives
interlacing fates
probing and prying to relate
Everyone is running
chasing in the life of relay

crying and praying
won't help
lying and stealing
won't suffice

more and more
more it deserves
demanding everything
all that you have in life
when is it too long
long before you realize
its a cycle
where you were given a chance
to experience and reside
to understand and accept
that

Tick tock running clock
Every second counting a minute
Every minute counting an hour
Every hour it starts again
From the beginning to the 12th