A Man
Hopeless was a man who held his fear to take a stand.
Reading scripter; blossoming his seed across this land.
Helpless was this man lost before he began,
Hanging in one of a crowd not really taking in what he had found
Serene was this man when to hear the sound of a Childs heart reaching for stars
Not bound to a chart
Blinded was this man by dumb-founded thought a defiance to start
Scared he would be never realizing what it felt to be free
Dreams of a sea floating in the essence of what is free
Birds to flight; bringing to her sky a passion of delight
Upholding to what he knows is right triumphant in his own personal fight
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