Read Poem:  VIII. SOLDIER, by Kimberley Eve

Every story has its own tune. Every step you take has its own beat. Follow that pulsating throb within your cage. Allow the rumble to take over, fill the blood. Gear up for battle this is you’re calling. Let go of fear, take hold of your sword. You’re here to slay all the monsters to a loving peaceful death –Rebirth. Hear your cry loud and clear. Your message is set forth. Allow the journey to set. Never will your heart turn back to Black. Never will you not have Answers. No turning back now, Start Marching. Stand clear, walk tall, the unfolding truth your t​ime is now.

Author: poetryfest

Submit your Poetry to the Festival. Three Options: 1) To post. 2) To have performed by an actor 3) To be made into a film.

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