Risen from Ruins




Time goes, tick and tock,
Not to pause, not to stop,
Not a moment to be a friend.
Not to care of how i do.

Tragedies strikes, ship on the wreck,
Hope and life all to sink,
But greater heights my heart is set,
So the struggle not to die.

Risen From Ruins , the day is come,
When crown shall be for crosses;
Blessing for curses, boom for doom,
And medal worn around my neck 


Poem by: Her Excellency.

Model: Tumminy Pepple

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