Mission

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Mission

I am forever cursed, with ambition and talent

I shall forever thirst, for a good enough challenge

I will forever burst the minds of nonbelievers

I invade enitre cultures and recruit all of their leaders

 

I can feed the truth to a nation of deception

I dream the nightmares of minds I never slept in

I VISION …a world with better perception

I teach to the masses and hope they learn a lesson

 

I talk with a low tone, just to make you listen

I walk through empty streets, because everybody’s in prison

I see the right path for people without vision

I search for the faith because it seems as if it’s missing

 

I make the rules, no need to ask permission

Revamp the system, forget the past tradition

Better brace yourself, my words cut with great precision

I can’t give up…I refuse to fail this mission!

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

KnightB’s Poems (9)

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