Yes he rides through the night
Under the starry light
Going slow
This old world ain’t the same
Am I to blame
Now nobody knows me anymore
Times have changed
Still he rides
I’ve realized
Deep in time
Oh leading a wild & restless life
Into this night
That can’t be right
Still he rides
Oh weaving a path
Through darkness into Light
Who rules the night
Saying only the strong will survive
Spin it around
Stays the same
Oh it’s hard to play
In the world’s love games
Round & round it goes
Still he rides
Oh weaving a path
Through darkness into Light
Trying the best to be a knight
With all my might
Still he rides
Does it really matter
Who rules the night
As I’m in my last fight
Yes only the strong of Faith will survive
Chasing Loves Firelight
Through the night!
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Author:
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- Comment from author about the poem: Does anyone know what will be their last fight, or if it will be a "good" fight? And for all who are peacemakers there is such a thing as fighting a "good" fight as the word implies it could mean simply a struggle.
- Category: Reflection
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Good write Don.
Thank You orchidee. Don
Not sure whether this is about the tooth fairy or father christmas?
Are you expecting a big prezzie under the tree?
Actually as I live off of machines like an O2 concentrator and others and meds to then wake up in the middle of the night in pain gasping for air I try to think about life's struggles and my own in reflection, Dusk Arising. How about you when your in pain?
Tonight it was about 1am.
So it feels more like night than day lately.
1st stanza-At my age it is more night then day. Not too much race running here as I am slow.
2nd stanza-As you age people die, things change being I am the type to look in the mirror 1st for change or reflection instead of blaming circumstances or another. Still trying to persist.
3rd stanza-Yes being wild & reckless at times in my life leading into this night can't be right.
4th stanza-Still I persist in living and moving through as this world is kinda dark or don't you read and that only the strong survive according to what they teach. Yes the light I am moving toward is something you still scoff at dusk arising.
5th stanza-The world is one big soap opera going nowhere just round and round as if life is just a big ass game, No Growing or Growing up so to speak. Yes this includes me too.
6th stanza-Still i persist doing my best moving towards the light to grow into a knight with all my might.
7th stanza-Still I will persist as who cares who rules this world right now as whether you or I or anyone want to admit it we are in the final fight, at least that is what my Poem purports.
Final stanza-Going after Loves firelight. Through the darkness.
Again why I am explaining this as you have already missed the point with your analogy and will respond with nothing enlightening.
Now that I have spoon fed you, should I burp you too dusk arising?
Do you think you are the only person life is happening to? Or is ignorance bliss for you.? I know all about getting old and waking up being unable to sleep from pain but i don't fire it at people who take the piss out of my pathetic poetry, unlike you appear to do.
I know all about the nearness of death and i've had illness which makes me consider it near enough, but i do not pretend to suddenly have become pious and believe in a fairy tale book and its mythical version of heaven, again unlike the content of your recently published twaddle.
Your postings and comments reveal you are a very confused individual. Isn't it about time you began to show your love for the beautiful world we live in and let THAT shine from your poetry?
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May that love be found and the light fill your life.
Andy
Thank You Andy. Amen and Amen to your lovely words. Don
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