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The Day After And the awe of the day Did not dim in the night Ignited the fires of faith Renewed the strength of the fight Throughout the nation Determined once again to dream No matter what the circumstances No matter how impossible the dream Mountains Moved Rivers Crossed Prayers Answered Hope restored Belief as concrete As the barriers of old Sound the horns of liberty Sing the songs of praise America is still the land of the free Home of the brave Destined to move forward As a nation un...

Can I Just Say I love this site. I hope it never goes away. I've been thinking it gives me the opportunity to say what I want to say. Even when my grammar may be a little off. Even when there may be a word misspelled. It's better than a friend, because their interest is fleeting, like a whim, whenever I am drinking. It's better than a punching bag when I am seething. Like right now, and the feeling is fleeting. I've never had the opportunity to make it known. I've never felt more poetic. I've...

I lament the passing of time. Like a lemming, I follow, Into oblivion. Oceans of disconsolate, destitute souls rush to meet me. Jagged outcroppings catch me in an eternal embrace. I have lost my definition. I merge with the past. The present is barred from me. The future withheld whimsically, mockingly the laughter of gales assaults me. Tonight's darkness will have no reprieve. No sighs will be heard. Silence, only, will speak of me. Yet, even the deaf shall not hear. My being will fade.

It was difficult to traverse The Frigid Depths Made increasingly impenetrable By the building storm The icy outcroppings dug Into Bareflesh Bringing forth Blood Freezing Instantly into indescernable patterns Breath coming in rasps Life waning as the moon Sings to those Anxiously waiting No chance of repreive Steam rising Red rivers flowing A silence Quietly the storm Rages on