Lawrie Stuart Ronton
The Tough Road - Poem by Lawrie Stuart Ronton
Magical, yet moving,
Tropical, yet soothing.
Bound in rope,
Midway through, still loving,
Joys of life,
By its bretheren.
Why did i choose this,
Controlling emotion, through the mist.
Light intense, village burning.
An End to a new Beginning.
A new start, The Narcons, slain.
From the rubble we spawn,
We aren't here to mourn.
Making the barrier,
Moving it up.
Kazayovs at work,
Assemble the cup.
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