Where would they be without the legions of lost thoughts and shattered dreams.

Where be the glory in battles won ,with all witness except thee .

Where be the wisdom in a tree, without first planting its seeds .

where be love without hate.

Where be innocence lie in a guilty state.

Where be resiliant hearts when first served one torn appart.

there be light shed in ebbing dark from tunnels of life. There be scars in some parts but here be where wisdom starts.  





(c) dlo 2011