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Silvery Souls Soar

Their spirits sift through the ages
Soaring swiftly in song
Kings queens prophets poets
Martyr and messiah
Tattooing tongues teaching teal truths

For ages they are anxiously awaiting 
YOU 
The one who will pick up that torch
Glowing with orange golden fire
Blazing bequest that
Still burns bright despite
Time tearing at tissues

Souls setting sails persevere 
Even in death and
Rather because of death 
Launched like missals persona projected
Into castles of our consciousness 
Where the dearly departed laugh and live
Shed tears of wet windy wishes

Wishes to not have died in vain
Hopes that we keep up with progress
That we work for peace not to deplete 
The earth of its resources not
Our own souls societies sacred’s
Not deceased by blasphemy and ignorance 

Every good thing contributed by them
Laid foundation for greatness
For they are our heroes in heaven 
Let them look down to see you rise
Bring your talents gifts to them as prize
They deserve this for they died

To show you no weapon formed against 
Us all shall ever prosper least it be
That peaceful intellectual weapon of words
Wisdom that wars on a man’s conscious
Inspiring soul to seek light
To find unique grain of your salt
Worth wearing an ideal
And being a gold needle 
In a haystack of heathens

Decide to be that ONE 
They died to inspire to move, give, live
Be one that gives them reason to
Rest easy believing it will be settled
Finally there is one who will do it
See to it the world is inspired
To love and seek peace
Coexist with Mother Nature 
In harmony and heavenly hope

For all the heroes, heroines
And the MOST HOLY HIGH 
For all the freedom fighters 
And the oppressed souls never born
Make them aware you hear and persevere 
For the benefit of the world 
In their names
Because of their brave blood

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Duke Beaufort

Date: 3/9/2024 5:13:00 AM

Karen, this is an eloquent tribute to all the people who have come before us. It takes time to stop and think about all the progress we've made as a society because of people who took chances and made sacrifices. This is a philosophical topic of some consequence and raises some difficult considerations. We don't really live that long in the scheme of things and what's my place in this all? I would like to be silvery...but I'm pretty sure I'm only tin or zinc--pewter or copper if lucky.

Karen Jones
Date: 3/9/2024 5:31:00 AM

Dearest Duke as a poet you are most certainly silver or gold as it is within your nature to give voice and insight with your unique poetic song and spirit! So fret not within your humble spirit! Hugs and blessings and thanks for reading my poems!