I am Rikimaru; I am Shadow

Writer, Poet, Social Commentator


My Kindgom of most impossible thought

Where utter neglect for Galileo thrives

‘Tis here my hands have mosters fought

A valiant warrior, a saviour of lives.


My dreams have kept me

Against the world and its fearful grip

No land too far for me to see

From thought to thought, my uncouth trip.


I am master of all, Jack none

A magician worthy of his applause

Ruler over of all my mind has spawn’

Captain of a fantastic course.


These dreams tomorrow give

Of riches, of beauty of history drawn

Dauntless, wise, I dare believe

Hope unseen, faith begun.


This temple my dreams define

I am not I am, but who am I?

A purpose, a desire no less divine

Am I not I am, as he is I?

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This entry was posted on August 26, 2013 by in Musings, Poetry and tagged , , .


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