Standing tall, a figure instead of flight
A path so clear and so moral, it's right
On a mission, an objective more proved
A road often filled with integrity's threads
Burdensome, both physically and with thought
Head held high, knowing what is sought
Visions coming from the wise man's mind
Persistently fulfilling will through time
A strength beyond what others could see
A light inside, clear for only him to see
A world of darkness, intense and dismal
The power of good, starts with a single panel
And as he stands, he knows there's more
At the end of his path, his journey's core
A sense of hope, that his guide is like no other
A tiring route, but an undying effort for the better.
©jamielong
J