I came from out a time capsule to see
The world had changed. Twelve years. A slave had made
A man of me by handing down the key
To doors that lost their lines in dark’ning shade.
To stand amid the lost and see the brain
Decay is shameful ‘til I stood among
The found to realize all do feel the wane
In timid silence, quiet; the song unsung.
A thousand years is nothing weighed by prime
So blight or not it’s nothing ‘gainst our line,
But care be taken of all things in time,
Because a blinded eye will miss the sign.
Arise! Arise! To new heights yet unseen,
From out the mind’s mire to pastures of green.
-MMF
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