I Rise Above
And it flew higher,
Above the reach of arms which bind,
And logic which Past defined,
It flew higher,
Above the reach of stones of persectution,
And above all unkept resolution,
It pushed higher,
Past the thoughts of those who said It'd never be,
And success would never see,
And it flew until it reached the darkness in which
itself designed,
A blackness of the sullen mind,
And it said,
"I will rise above"...
Copyright © Ian Sylvester | Year Posted 2007
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