Perseverance through Hope lead men
Into their seeming unreasonable dreams.
Gazed upon—determination
Coursing and emerging for a better future.

To stand easy, but to keep balance
Is truly a challenge. Eyes met with goals—
Sight locked like their mindset.

Time being the great enemy. Legs begin
To shudder and collapse, leaving a living
Corpse. Remnants decomposed beyond
Memory— grasping for resilience.

Select few avoid death we all love.
For they are the True Mighty—
How even they can be tarnished.

Legends still linger past a tragic
Memory. Thoughts recirculating—sparking
New desires. Cycles forever repeating—until
Men refuse.

Deserted with the remaining souls
desperately clinging for what no longer has
Grip. And the cycle breaks—forever crushed
Under man's sloth.