Roaring

Keep moving

Stagnation is the true death
Waiting and watching
Suffering silently
Slowly decaying
To do nothing is to be nothing

Cowardice is the lowest form of life
Wishing Without reaching
Angry frightened and confused
Ever uncertain
There is no honor without perseverance

Roaring is the only option
Laughing as you stalk death
Fully aware of the moment
Crashing the limits
Making your voice ring throughout the centuries

Reviews

[dheekhaye]

Wonderful poem with good line construction. I like the way you write it. Great job.