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Taking Charge

We come from down under With a voice of thunder, Yet stunned into wonder By the things we say. Throw down past failure On the shore of Forgotten, Stand tall as a captain, Shove off with a shout! Free wheel's in our grabbers, Fierce wind's in our favor; Cut loose every anchor And sail with a smile! Hear the waves roaring now, Feel how they buffet now, Plunging us down again, Lifting us high! Life is the sea of us; We're not afraid of it! Sweet the salt brine of it, Onward we go! Hail to the lightning there, We're up for fighting there! Reefs all about us, bare; Now we attack! Breasts are now laboring, Death is not favoring; Strike for your life-love, Stretch for your goal! On through the wave-crash Of wishes and mindlessness, On through the hatred Of men that can't do! Steer through the foolishness, Rush through the madnesses, Wade through the bubbles On up to the beach! Isle that's awaited us, Be not afraid of us; Souls of Atlantismen Come here to stay. Home of the sea of us, Life of the deeds of us, Smile of the style of us--- We, who are free! We come from down under With a voice of thunder, Yet stunned into wonder By the things we say.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 4/9/2009 6:06:00 PM
Wow, Brian, this poem kicks! Great display of strength and command of language. "Down under" usually refers to Australia, but when you mentioned the Souls of Atlantismen," I thought of survivors emerging from a lost continent. Excellent poem! Love, Carolyn
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