Walkin on Air

Unreachable Light

               “Fear not death's poisonous arrows,  
               regard not pestilence's night-flight,
               let not horrors divert your path    
               or move you to ignore what's right.  

               When then to choice you must narrow
               indulgence of an aftermath,
               remember how your ancestors
               to love and life were chancellors.”

               These words have I hid in my heart:
               my armor to stand in the breach
               defying circumstances swart,
               hopeful in light beyond my reach.

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Unreachable Light

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