Blast off,
I had to take the mask off.
Had to clean up, take the trash off.
Still got the perfect shot with the flash off.

Wake up every day and pray.
Optimism for the day to be great.
Don't want to be late.
So, I'm keeping the faith.

Behind The Cross there is a gate
Of a history that predates.
No time for the debates,
Honor is given to all the greats.

Sometimes I wonder should the past dictate
The events of the future that await?
When all nations come together to create
Singularity, will that eliminate hate?

Theories and doctrines penetrate.
The truth is expressed in fragment state.
Everyone started off with a clean slate.
Matter speaks, we're just here to translate.


-              LUMARVENS ALEXANDER
poet, author
SATURN: Fantasy Poetry