Those alluvial memories[poem] Those alluvial memories>> For those alluvial memories I take up arms to fight for home and country To protect those that I love The battle is long and harsh Tis never ending Even towards the twilight of Time itself The fight within one’s soul Continues onward as one must be strong The weak do die Their deaths are not physical though The weak dies a horrible death A death that turns hearts callous A heart that can never forgive Those who are weak Are the first to lost their heart They begin to embrace the manifested hatred Even so this world may seem cruel The weak are the first to reflect Such a cruel hopeless world Those who are strong shall Continue to carry the torch This torch is known as Love Only when this torch is carried Can one cherish the trust memories of Their inner soul The weak are many and carry few Burdens While the strong are few and carry many Burdens Even so you must continue onward To be strong for yourself To be strong for others To help in the uplifting of other Life itself is harsh Those whose heart doesn’t reflect This harshness Truly are among The strong. > > |