visionA Poem by Alex Vandool
They said it was a premonition
The secret, unseen kind They faded to obscurity The saviour and the child We woke that old epiphany So calm now, so refined Just as the world spun madly Each day more chaos smiled We never reach the end of things The revolution's timed History rhymes and challenges New victors from old signs The victims and the heroes there Come back through wondrous minds This vision is the breeze before The hurricane unwinds © 2018 Alex Vandool |
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Added on December 8, 2018 Last Updated on December 8, 2018 Author
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