Sometimes I like to sit and ponder,
From an artists point of view,
To see the world through different eyes,
Than those I normally do.
There's so much beauty to behold,
In not just the world but the human soul,
Think of what we could achieve,
United in common goal.
Yet sometimes it takes the death of great men,
For us to remember who we are.
So I dedicate this poem to those of name,
Who down upon us from afar.
Oct 10, 2012
Oct 10, 2012 at 5:35 PM UTC
Sometimes I like to sit and ponder,
From an artists point of view,
To see the world through different eyes,
Than those I normally do.
There's so much beauty to behold,
In not just the world but the human soul,
Think of what we could achieve,
United in common goal.
Yet sometimes it takes the death of great men,
For us to remember who we are.
So I dedicate this poem to those of name,
Who down upon us from afar.
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