Ascension
By Tilok Adnan
Ascend
Beyond the lament of men
Beyond the shackles of time
Beyond the inevitable fate of life
Youth is a gift only to those
Who suffer in their old
And age is a myth that is told
A product to be sold
In time you will know
That all men must die
And others must carry
The burden of prior souls
It is useless to be weighed down
Do not tread lightly, let heavy heels fall
May the dust scatter around you
May the rocks shatter beneath
You must break ground
If you will to be freed
Only if you will, you will
Ascend.
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