Words of Might
December 17, 2012 Leave a comment
These words won’t mean a thing per se,
I will be gone and so will this day,
but still I write to paint and potray,
a beautiful world in my own little way.
Maybe I’m just a speck of dust;
a piece of iron wasted to rust,
but in these words I lay my trust,
that they will teach to despise disgust!
Then so will be it that under the light,
the speck of dust will shine so bright,
when a million rise to challenge and fight,
And pass on their glory power and might.