06-09-2014, 10:13 AM
Heroes: Lost but not Forgotten
Through the dark forest i wander
the shadowy whisperings here, there, asunder
Dark, grasping branches i face on my way
sharp obtrusive thorns where i lay
the long remnants of forgotten memories i remember
of friends, foes, all I remember, always a dying ember.
The journey behind i left smeared with pain,
the one to come filled with gloomy rain.
I watch the melancholy mist preluding the rise of the sun
the forlorn trees of old yielding their long forgotten stories; battles lost and won
many like me have cause to think, to think where is the wonder?
Where is the miracle, the saviour?
Some were told, some already knew
There’s been a hero in your life all along
the hero is really you.
By Lazim Abtahi
Through the dark forest i wander
the shadowy whisperings here, there, asunder
Dark, grasping branches i face on my way
sharp obtrusive thorns where i lay
the long remnants of forgotten memories i remember
of friends, foes, all I remember, always a dying ember.
The journey behind i left smeared with pain,
the one to come filled with gloomy rain.
I watch the melancholy mist preluding the rise of the sun
the forlorn trees of old yielding their long forgotten stories; battles lost and won
many like me have cause to think, to think where is the wonder?
Where is the miracle, the saviour?
Some were told, some already knew
There’s been a hero in your life all along
the hero is really you.
By Lazim Abtahi