Battle CryA Poem by Brilliant Balances
Over time mountains must become molehills
Try, work, sing, hope, pray Points go unnumbered And reflection is shadowed like the day Later is a time already lived Family measures unfolding paths Hope is a dream for a story The present a light that it casts What's known is one big indefinite A pack of wolves crying in the night O the moon is full of opposition As darkness is nuanced by the light Nothing is as important As hearing a deafening, sullen tune Nothing is as courageous As the the fight against too soon Not without a thunderous stand This is the refusal of the fall Powerful as a million explosions Rising above the highest wall No, nothing capsizes integrity Nothing defeats the work of the poor This train is coming down the track And nothing can muffle its roar The battle cry has broken the silence And this new day will begin © 2014 Brilliant BalancesAuthor's Note
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