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Yojan Santes Poem
All aboard
The ship which draws near
To the shore of our hopes
On the land with no fear
Come one, come all!
To the ride of your life!
Every sister and brother
Every husband and wife
It's time to depart!
Although you may ask
Where are we going?
Why so fast?
There's no time for questions
Let alone answers that last
Just know that time's ticking
We must learn to take chance
Our destination is joy
Yet our voyage is masked
With hardship and struggle
The hardest of tasks
Yet we'll be awakened
From that sea which blinds sight
When we reach our destination
To the land with all light
And with one fine footprint
On the white sand of gold
All creation will celebrate
Even the youngest of olds
For you had just boarded
The ship to go home
And all that you'll offer
Is all that you've sown
Copyright © Yojan Santes | Year Posted 2014
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Yojan Santes Poem
I am convinced the stars reflect your eyes,
Much like the moon does for the burning sun;
If I'm correct our sun could never die,
Until the day which to the Earth you shun.
Let's watch the Earth set in the morning blaze,
And dread the time when it begins to lift,
Cuz in your light is where I want to stay
And nighttime glow is such a deathly shift;
Though all you carry is serenity,
The moonlight determines an anxious flow.
The world's desire Is your majesty,
And limits cause our cold hearts to be sow'd.
I would not find pride in self perfection
Because you're beyond all of its tension
Copyright © Yojan Santes | Year Posted 2014
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