Destiny

Anchors surrounding me Pulling down Into depths of destiny Weighed by happenings I have no way of breaking free Destiny Destiny is pulling me. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2015

Delicate, Soft And Tender

Delicate, soft and tender the world needs to be Yet holding it’s own with necessity. Focus, focus on the realm of goodness Discarding, never ever looking, seeing devastation surrounding thee. Delicate, soft and tender that’s what you need to see And surely...

Battle As If It Is Your Last

Battle as if it is your last Incoming, incoming Take no prisoners Make sure you are the last Standing Never show that you are alone Never show you care. Battle hard Use every weapon that you see Leave nothing to chance Or destiny. Battle Battle as if it is your last...