Gears


Birds begin to sing
A beam of Light falls
From between the shades

Rests upon thine eye
Pierces the heart
Stirs the soul

The dust unsettles
The body of rusted metal
Grinding Gears

Like music begins to whir
Jive and ring
No fear No tears

Bending upward
Springing forward
Moving forever onward

Demons like magnets
Pulling backward
calling grabbing taunting
Into the black

The spirit trods forward
Shouting never go backward
towards honesty and right
Into the light

The of life battle
Continues eternally
The human race moves on

Better then before
Is all the lord emplores
and the world is yours

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