Before the tempest crashing down

Winds wailing whipping past

Rain like bullets icily splashing

Drenching beyond wet or cold

Here I stand alone

Up for my beliefs, for my peers

Now facing persecution

My honor called into question

By some who without honor

Scheme and plot in the darkness

Behind closed doors

So for Honesty, Integrity,

Transparency, Accountability,

And Inclusiveness I stand




About The Lost Poet

I write because I find inspiration. It is my hope that through my writing some connections may be felt. Everything I write comes from my experiences with life, and with the people that I love. I try to remember to see myself in everyone, and everyone in myself.
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