Through fire and stone they move like a storm,
the great power they possess takes any form.
The fire that burns within their heart can never die,
from dust they build monoliths that reach the sky.
Through blood and soot they build their might,
they see the future through smoke and night.
never will they fail the destiny that they built,
they shrug off all shame, misery and guilt.
the future belongs to those who have been bidden,
those who have heard the call have all been driven.
Elegy's Overture 
interesting poems. you are deep.
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Thank you very much
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Good verses! However, Those mentioned here are really determined to do what they’re apt. They’ve the courage, the desire and the drive to do it. 🙂
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