I can see the haloed flake, never quake,
it exists as it bravely sits
on the reserved floor of earth; never as dirt
What is anointed is, somehow, sworn to take birth
Even asphalt lies broken
Not the path that is chosen
Steel wears no skirt; it is never hurt
Walk alone if your prone, and feel the drone
of spirit; a package of love is borne
Only to the ones that deserve
those you’d rather serve
Determination is never misdirected, even if you swerve
And even one person is a multitude
if his ideals and purpose fit exactitude
Bravery is the most honorable attitude!
That God does unfailingly show
as he carefully and slowly unfolds
all that which nobody knows
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