The Horizon Belongs to Us

No harm befalls us

We are all; we are one

We alone are immortal

Our eyes reflect life

In its malleable state

Back upon itself

We stand, facing

Nothing but the ground before us

And in our youth

We accept no compromise

Our age knows no limits

Our capacity no ends

Our aptitude no weakness

We have no time

Our time is now

We rail at the stars

Every moment deserved

Every victory earned

When we cry

It will be for that which we achieve

We will look lions in the eye

And never cower

For we have their pride

And we stand, Giants

Possessors of our own destiny.

The horizon belongs to us.

Reviews

[kyrie]

The pride that is here is not arrogant but earned and perhaps inherited. It's the pride of the 300, the Roman Empire, the Native American. Strength, might, and heritage. Very well written!