Zion
I ask…myself
Where does hope reside
In one’s spirit
Despite obstacle’s
The journey continues
Yesterday cannot be relived
To exact will
For tomorrow’s truth
Lingers for no man
There is no victory
In returning to yesterday
Though we all desire
Our memories to be reborn
The promise must be held
Throughout the daily struggle
It is the clear mind that sees
Zion is only a lifetime distant
The answer…myself
Copyright © Charles Fuller | Year Posted 2008
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