You can hear it
On the streets
In the halls
High on the mountain
Redemption calls...
Woven in lyrics
Slipped into songs...
Not in the headlights
Not in the throng..
Darkness covers..
Cast in the light...
Sparks from the flame
Hiding his might...
Eternity calling
Theirs from the start
Redemption call
A work of art...
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 19th, 2024 03:41
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Comments8
Simple yet profound!
I am definitely the first!
Redemption to buy back. A ransom paid. The question being how was it lost, stolen or kidnaped?
Much more subtle, Lie suspect.
Beautiful.
Good write 2.
May we all go on to eternity 2781.
Andy
A captivating
poem indeed! 👍
Great rhyme
and flow,
way to go.
Thanks for
sharing
my pleasure
to read!
Best regards, ✌️
Thad
Thank you, the pleasure is mostly mine!
I kin tell! 'grin'
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