Wise Men

When wise men walk the skies of light
And naught but dreamers know it’s late
Let strong hands guide you through the heights
And know in time- come my fate

When brave men trudge the mountains rough
And dwellers smell the eerie break
The knowing sense is but enough
To summon all- come my fate

Sad men will fall upon their knees
And mourners know not what to make
Take comfort in the warmth and peace
And know the truth- know my fate

poem by Justine Olsen
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Oh Lamen Self

Oh lamen self
Why do I do fault on thee
I think I am capable of these things
To discover I am weak

I am ready, I declare
Though fate will be told halt
I push through direction
And bring this on myself

Pains me so deep
Physicality is no bother
Yet that by which I do not fall
Will only help me to stand taller

And the taller I command
The smaller I am inside
For thy surface is of no resemblance
To the monster that I hide

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poem by Justine Olsen
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