10. Crisis
Golden dreams along with tears of blood,
that is your life and destiny,
to never feel at ease and never be in safety,
always anguish on the brink of death
unfathomably in complete despair,
to rise triumphantly on wings of glory
to redeem civilization
in abounding possibilities of limitless success,
a life of contrasts, hovering above the abyss,
always to look down and partake in utter misery
to never reach the safety of a peaceful home,
although nothing would be more deserved.
Hardened thus in stalwart wisdom
you can meet with any crisis and survive,
and crying out will help you reach your destination
of the final comfort of redemption.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-08-14 at 13:34
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