Brave
In a time when all is flame
in a time when the fire burns
I will be brave.
In a time of so many negative turns
in the lord's holy name
I will be brave.
In a time with only God to blame
in a time of death and sorrow and morns
I will be brave.
I will walk tall in this painful wave.
And times from this time when I am done
fighting this fire, fighting this pain
fighting this painful flame
I will call myself brave
for I have been nothing less than brave!
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Beautiful Madness
PoetryThe Lonely Poet Love Letters to the wolf princess in blue Him and Her I write to pour out my feelings and my imaginations some of my poems may not make sense, but what is "sense" really? This is beautiful madness. Enjoy. Or Not. Victor Forna
