What Will BeA Poem by Jonathan Holleb
What Will Be Time will tear down the spectacles In a captivating trance As the seconds fold like blackjack cards And it all dissolves to chance When the last crowd slowly fades Into parades of silenced cries The golden wings of morning Will spread out against the skies And the flight of fear will flutter In the presence of the dawn And the multitudes will shutter As the cycle circles on
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Added on June 27, 2008 AuthorJonathan HollebCarmel. IN., INAbout"i'll tell it, and speak it, and think it, and breathe it...and reflect from the mountains so all souls can see it" -Bob Dylan more..Writing
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