The Good Years

The devour of courage.
The soul enticed,
a lifelong endeavor of greatness.

How to conquer fear, to conquer sorrows.
Life can be difficult.
Life is never a perfection.

Hands can hold weapons.
Feet can walk away from the door of hell.
Bodies can win a war.

In exhaustion.
We regain our strength.
We don’t hallucinate in our fevers.

Our seas have underground beauty.
True stories are told.
To be the best is better than the rest.




About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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