Poetry / Essene

Worldwide voice evolves of vision,
Truth appears to eyes once blind.
There hides a choice in each decision,
Fears will lie for peace of mind.

I look about our crowd of man,
There stares at me a sea of need.
The rich are here to build their can,
The poor endure for hands to feed.

Who knows which path of life is right?
I’ll follow mine ‘til wise or dead.
Misguide me not, oh guiding light,
Let grace be led by mind instead.

How many men are sent astray?
Misled are they that fell behind.
I’m placed in life to give this play,
This stay determines what I’ll find.

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