Jun 2016
Glory to the sacrifice that happens in the hidden night, the silent acts of selflessness for which a nation fights.
Yet ridiculed and condemned for changing a 50 year long cycle, far too worn in to be seen as anything but spiteful.
Lost in calculated measures never possessing any direction, still terrible are those who work to make the right corrections.
Holding on to ridge tradition that's forgotten it's own place in time, never fully realizing that it had crossed it's own imaginary line.
Knowing is the key to flowing with the winds of change, even though to many might see it all as strange...we cannot deny the only constant, the certainty of change.
Yet ridiculed and condemned for changing a 50 year long cycle, far too worn in to be seen as anything but spiteful.
Lost in calculated measures never possessing any direction, still terrible are those who work to make the right corrections.
Holding on to ridge tradition that's forgotten it's own place in time, never fully realizing that it had crossed it's own imaginary line.
Knowing is the key to flowing with the winds of change, even though to many might see it all as strange...we cannot deny the only constant, the certainty of change.
