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I call a work with 7 paragraphs of seven lines each, a Sevenier - an original concept. ;)
He was everything he was,
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I call a work with 7 paragraphs of seven lines each, a Sevenier - an original concept. ;)
He was everything he was,
A rebel without a cause.
By virtue of his nature,
Living for a secret dream
Living for a secret dream
Living what he was born for,
A secret unknown even to him,
One that until then, he hadn't yet called for.
Breaking the laws,
A secret unknown even to him,
One that until then, he hadn't yet called for.
Breaking the laws,
For want of a better cause,
Till he was an outlaw,
He fought well, but the wrong battles,
Gone was everything and
A fallen man is only;
Obsessed with redemption
But redemption never came,
For, too full, of his own views,
In a nearby village he took shelter,
He had a lot to learn in the art of war.
To be able to shoulder a dream, will be possible,
Only in the time, in the hour,
Taste the grapes, sour.
Strength descends like a fairy with a saxophone
Gentle, Patient and Soothing.
Playing the music you're dancing to,
Strength comes when you need it.
Pushed to the wall,
Only forward to move,
Any direction should do fine.
As he walked resolution was built,
The heart then sought it's causes of guilt,
Regret is a waste, but remorse is not,
The path will lead you when you are ready,
His choices lead him wherever they may desire,
Now war trained, the man, will meet with his destiny,
Faith, the right place and the right time.
Rebellion is no crime, in humanity's code
And neither is, the rebel, a criminal,
As long as the cause is justifiable,
To yourself, rather than, to the world,
And when he follows the path that beckons,
A path that believes the heart,
The rebel shall turn revolutionary.
He wandered with speed,
In circles, round and round,
In circles tirelessly, like
A negatively charged electron,
And in time the Jack of all trades, shall find,
Why its okay not to be king,
He was born, different songs, to sing.
Music: Bon Jovi - Keep the faith
ThinkingInfinity.
Till he was an outlaw,
He fought well, but the wrong battles,
Gone was everything and
A fallen man is only;
Obsessed with redemption
But redemption never came,
For, too full, of his own views,
In a nearby village he took shelter,
He had a lot to learn in the art of war.
To be able to shoulder a dream, will be possible,
Only in the time, in the hour,
Taste the grapes, sour.
Strength descends like a fairy with a saxophone
Gentle, Patient and Soothing.
Playing the music you're dancing to,
Strength comes when you need it.
Pushed to the wall,
Only forward to move,
Any direction should do fine.
As he walked resolution was built,
The heart then sought it's causes of guilt,
Regret is a waste, but remorse is not,
The path will lead you when you are ready,
His choices lead him wherever they may desire,
Now war trained, the man, will meet with his destiny,
Faith, the right place and the right time.
Rebellion is no crime, in humanity's code
And neither is, the rebel, a criminal,
As long as the cause is justifiable,
To yourself, rather than, to the world,
And when he follows the path that beckons,
A path that believes the heart,
The rebel shall turn revolutionary.
He wandered with speed,
In circles, round and round,
In circles tirelessly, like
A negatively charged electron,
And in time the Jack of all trades, shall find,
Why its okay not to be king,
He was born, different songs, to sing.
Music: Bon Jovi - Keep the faith
ThinkingInfinity.
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