everybody everybody everybody

I am an artist, poet and eventually i’ll be a game designer! I know, I know not yet but i'll get there.

Proud of yourself.

You look far off into space,
alone you see but a single star.
Burning dim and slow,
its hold in space fading and drooping low.

Sadness overcomes that star,
and it ends.
in a fiery explosion it dies
yet we will not see its death
its voice unspoken for eons.

But you know,
you know of that stars death.
you know of the beauty it once held.
and you know,
of the amazing things to come.

For, as with all good things,
they must come to an end.
but it is up to you how you end.
how you will be remembered.

So, who will you be?
and what will you leave behind.
will you be the star that explodes into beauty and light?
Or the star that burns out and fades,
a facade of its true self.

--TheMindWithin

Hereos

As we stand, on the cusp

of a new dawn

the edge of a new age!

We must all look back to remember,

just where we all came from.

Those brave men and women,

who fought and died for us.

Those brave people who fought in courts and in streets,

for our freedoms, for our rights.

And as I close my eyes,

I can hear the battle cries,

of those long ago.

As they charged up hill,

Eyes facing near certain doom,

they never wavered.

The brave few who picked up the flag

to keep running on.

Those men and women who ran forward

to live for what they believed in.

Those brave soldiers, who are alive and not.

Those strong enough to never stop,

to never think to stop.

They are heros,

not fictional men in spandex.

No, heros are all around us,

A hero is the man who stands against injustice.

The woman who knows her rights.

Heros are those who are not afraid,

to stand for what they know and love.

Heros are those who protect their loved ones.

Heros, are the ones most quickly forgotten.