Ode on Influence

by 0ctavio G0nzalez

When I am weak, and cannot move The light does bring the ill to me And I can see in powers that prove That there is still much strength to be. Again I leave my restful state To help a friend I've heard has cried. Never slowed by words of hate. Hearing none- save the infinite guide... She shall lead me home, Though I must 1st serve all was made (...chaotic schemes as yet unkown...) My ignorance shall surely fade... -As truth into my soul is thrust- Until The Day: In Faith I Trust.