Saturday, April 25, 2009

Not A Popular One

Not a popular one
To be admired long after done
This bothers me not
For this day to love I ought
For this day to love, a thought
that time cannot be replaced or bought
My name is not here yet
My name is impossible to forget
My name will remain
Long after the end of rain
I need no applause of men
I need no glory for this life's end
The soul has need of only one
My soul has need of the only one
These concrete walls fall not to spears
These walls fall only to one who hears
and knows
my heart he knows.

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