Trends - Poem by Alafe Ramat
Lighted behind the evening sky, so is a blazing ball bearing another of a silent sigh, as though parting a way to paradise, ........With the single beat of a human heart, alluring a single fist into the mocking earth, . Alas! So into a seethe, so daring ruled, .. Drowning a mountain of clay, make believe a goal, but do take to heart your reasons to why, .so the sound of home... Vilest deeds like poison weeds, harrowed nor cleared, grows with a willful lead, and it is only the goodness in man that takes all it bids, ... Come empty home, or rather this dome, for to the world they take fright, indeed such an empty plight, ... Trends in the altitude of the silent world, breaking free the cloaking shrub of the seeking sakes, .. Now, rose the sun, breaking the crust of time, for on the mountain glows a flame, . Aye! With a new voice..... Now and now glows a flame, and red river valley faintly, shielding its patience, though the trend of time.
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