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This Phoenix Speaks
Seven years in the making, my first published book, This Phoenix Speaks , is now a reality. The tireless and tiring work invested to ma...
a long story short
Enter at the gate,
They said.
The lights will shine on you,
They said.
The way is not so treacherous,
They said.
The night will not go on so long,
They said.
The dawn will come again,
They said.
Yet dawn did not come for a very long time,
The narrator interjected.
Your heart will be alright someday,
She said.
keep going
Who knows how to keep going
When you cannot see in front of you?
Who has the strength to carry on
Even though the world's gone dark for you?
He built a house without knowing
What it would look like.
He built a legacy with his two bare hands
Not knowing how far it would go.
He fought and sacrificed and worked and gave
His whole life not knowing in the end
Just what it would look like,
Who he would help.
Who makes a difference every day?
They who keep on going.
—
For my great-grandfather Francis and my grandfather Howard.
this valley
Rocks along the shoreline
Never kept me from the goal,
Yet somehow I seem to feel
More barefooted than I ever
Have before.
Cloudy days and
War torn dreams
Set a pace I
Never wanted
For myself.
A valley filled
With tears until
They lap upon the shore
Is where I find myself
Alone—
Sitting at its edge.
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