When history is put to words
On foolscaps and blank questions
His story for me is again revealed
And I see, I see
But these eyes are growing naked
And these lights seem faded
My sight is slowly worsening
But I'm not short-sighted yet
Since I see how far I've run
To see now how much I've risen
Like the stories of poor ones
Reaching other's dreams, success in his own
Am I still in line?
In day's time I'll be first
Tomorrow is an observation
I pray I'll still be home
1/27/2009
From Run to Rise
Written by Unknown at 11:15 PM
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