Ideas
Talking about something new
A new Wave
That waves through the hearts of men
Men who are willing
To take over wheels
So they could head up hills
" This one is worth it "
" This I'm created for "
" This I would die for "
Are the words Pounding in their minds
As they pound forth
And these also rings through the core corner
Of their minds
Just as it shines it's vast lights
Of ideas deposited
On the hills of today
But were infants of yesterday.
28/06/2017
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