Poetry for Project Tempest 3rd Webrunner book
The Power Of The Eagle In The Eye Of The Tempest Be You!
The Power of the Eagle
To soar
Above
Any
Storm, danger, predator
With Clipped wings
It seeks to put it's
Fierceness
Into action
However
There is hesitation in the seeker
Seeker
Viewer
What may have you
But you know what?
The Eagle sees your fears
And raises the bar on the soar
It Winces in utter pain knowing you can't get free
But It Soars
Nonetheless
Under extreme duress
Does the Eagle wait for it's partner's
Caress
Explicit
Contraband
Love
The White Represents
Peace from the Dove
While the black or grey
Come hail or hey the storm
It still rains
It still pains
Practice is what gains
Discipline is what makes a march a march
Adaptability past
Any obstacle
Greed
Want Versus Need
The Eagle Soars Above It All
Past all the great wall's
That set to divide
The Eagle is the Freedom Call
A battle cry to defend from
Afar
Or
Near
Oh dear
The Eagle's Call
Shriek Into
Your core
Where the Eagle's nest
Lays where you would like to rest
Under protection of Freedom's
Best
Warriors from all across the globe
Know this
We must preserve Humanity
Ultimate Goal
Survival
Retrieval
Confiscation of conversation aiming to disarm the people
Living life in prayer under the steeple
In God We Trust
Once more must be a must
For Every Nation Cross The Globe
The Unseen forces Doth they probe the minds and hearts
Of God's Chosen Warriors
A call to war to prepare and muster
Must be done with no lackluster
Trust her the call of
The Raven or Crow
Things they will know
Death is imminent anyway
They Know
And Sow what you reap
Because it's the promises you keep
That Makes the Eagle Soar
Knowing that it's sons and daughters
Lived on to be warriors of the spirit
Warriors of the gun
Warriors of the sword
Warriors of the pen
Exclusivity decided from the age of ten
When mother knew best back then
So you know what?
Love Family
Strong or Weak
Have the power of the Eagle's beak
Break it every 100 years to begin
Again
To Soar Above
The Tempest And Series Of Storms
Because Darkness reigns
Where the light Washes
It down all the existent drains
Into the abyss
Where one day
When the rain collects all the pollution and darkness
A new day will dawn
The old will yawn
Blessed with one more day
Above the Eye of the Storms & Tempest
Where soaring High and raising the bar
Is exactly the very test
We were made for whether
We get there or not
With clipped wings
We will rise again
Once we erase all the lies
Bring us back down to the size where
The Young lay
Waiting to have their day
To fly above whatever may come
Come what may
Oh hey
Be like an Eagle or perhaps A Blue Jay
Soar or Sing
Shriek Or Woo
Be free as a bird
And be
YOU!