Matter of Perspective

I do not recollect exactly when I wrote the following poem, neither do I recall what sentiment I was trying to express because most of what I write are meant to be reflections of a particular thought, mood or emotion I am experiencing in that moment. In fact, when I read this particular piece, I was lost for a moment. I didn’t know what I was trying to get across, and it was only after the second read that I realized the gist of it. I can identify that I wrote it in some desperate need to pull out thoughts (from my head) onto paper, but I am still lost as far as the deeper meaning goes. Hmm..I wrote it but I don’t know what I was getting across. Interesting. I should see a counselor.

Bringing to life what’s been forgotten
Is a tendency without strain begotten.
Relieving the past with qualms astray,
Entering a realm where everything fades.

Searching for answers to questions unheard,
Fearing that righteousness be deterred.
Awakening that hunger for bright pastures,
To quench that thirst of swarming vultures.

Waiting to justify what’s right not wrong,
Leaving behind the weak for strong.
Nurturing a will for life, to lead,
Seeking the chance to do a good deed.

Lessons learned through other’s experience,
Dying faith battled with defiance.
Rekindling hope and manifesting the future,
Reveling galaxy’s literature.

Giving thanks to those that stay,
Kneeling down with those that pray.
Holding close the things that matter,
Filling up with joyful banter.

It’s not a dream, but a state of reality,
Where everything must rise above its depravity.
Unfolding the wings of an eagle that will soar,
Let the resounding victory once again roar.

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