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The Last Of The Dying Breed.We are you know, the last... Of the dying breed of truth! Something that gets lost, Amongst the nation of youth! In this world we live in, The truth seems to have faded, No wonder there are people about, Who feel both sad and jaded! But the last of the dying breed... Hopefully will change their ways, For they will see the reality, Of their glorious days! The realty of love and life, Is sometimes harsh and tough, But you will get through the hard times, And come fighting through the rough! For no-one said life was easy, Nor a bed of roses, so you see! Life is only what we make it, And what we allow it to be! In life there are hills to climb, With twists and turns as we go, But that's what makes the journey good, Finding out about things that we don't know! So as you journey through life, Remember the dying breed... Will only die if you allow it to, So take stock, and my words do heed. For life is only on loan to us, We are all on borrowed time, One thing about life is certain, It is never truly yours or mine. So shake off the hurt and the pain, And believe in the dying breed And remember, we are what we make us to be, We are the awakening seed... ...The Seed... Of Faith Of Truth Of Hope Of Understanding Of The Dying Breed We Think We Are ***But Are Not*** Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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