Greater Paths of Glory
Into each heart a lifetime shall fall.
Bursting our brains with pleasures and pains,
Crowding our days with experience.
Victims all, to a tidal wave of time;
While we waste our time thinking
Of something to think about.
Into the dustbin of time all things shall fall.
Pushed aside by promises and dreams.
Forgotten shadows left unto us all,
Crushed by greed-filled souls with newer schemes.
Birth a shadow, Death a whisper.
While nature moves mountains;
Only Love can move men’s hearts
To greater paths of glory.
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