Fees of Furore

What would you do after the fall?
Would you be the best of them all?

Would you be stuck on survival?
Would you aid mankind’s revival?

Would you go it alone unstressed?
…Leave order behind in protest?

Would you even know who you were?
Would the past be traumatic blur?

Who there could say who you now are?
When war turns all love to a scar?

Who would any one of us be…
At that line where we fight or flee?

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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