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[title] => Anthem For The New Day
[time] => 2003-10-02 06:05:00
[hometext] => Please give me some feedback!!!
[bodytext] => With the break of each new day We mould our lives like bricks of clay And to thine own self be true In every miniscule thing you do As you forge a destiny anew And once again launch yourself into the fray. As bitter night turns into dawn Let your melancholy thoughts be gone Let this day be a new start Rise up and mend your broken heart Let not your life be torn apart By thoughts of things gone wrong. Go and find the less-trodden route Meet the challenge-let your spirit shout Do not waste time wondering why Past romances went awry As you count the tears you cry O’er flames that have long since gone out. And should you ever find yourself retreating Call to mind that life is fleeting It shall be over in a flash And you will wonder, once its past Just how the years went by so fast As to death’s sickle you are conceding. For death shall come to us all; tis’ unforgiving The gravedigger shall continue digging Make it so that when he digs your grave He will see your tombstone is engraved With the many accomplishments of your days And that you spent each minute of life living. So each day we rise, with breath a' fleeting Locked in combat, self defeating We must learn to shrug off the pain Raise up our sword and swing again For if we dare give up the fight If we dare take our eyes from the light Then we surrender ourselves to perpetual night And by our despair we shall be slain. Let not your descendents, when they their lineage trace Be by this most terrible fact faced: That your days amounted to naught That you never even thought About the status quo in which you were caught And that all your life was just a waste. So let us strive to leave our mark Upon this Earth, so cold and dark Let us not fade quietly or wilt Let us grab life firmly by its hilt And leave deep footprints in the sands of time So our descendents, far down the line May build a wondrous city that scrapes the sky Upon the foundation that we have built. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 228 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Scott [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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