The call to you

you run till blue.

You hear the screams.

your ears it reams.

The gut is wrenched

in sweat is drenched

The muscles strain

with exhaust in vain.

“All is lost!” you once heard said.

Their hopes and dreams are all but dead.

A light you see pierce through the dark

and hope restored by just a spark.

As a pillar of truth let happiness stand,

the power of play in a small child’s hand.

Create an account or to write a comment.

  • Tempting Pathfinder, tempting.

  • you should record yourself speaking it and insert the sample in this track :D

  • Very good use of atmosphere! and the poem is wonderfull! :)

  • I thought the same thing. I believe it is the picture that does it for me.

  • I like the last minute the most. Really interesting. Nice :)

  • Thanks all. Glad you like.

  • Fav , for the track as for the words, well done

  • as to the track, you never fail to impress with your ability to cut interesting samples and mix them seamlessly. good one atheat.

  • Let us put aside the excellent track for a moment... the poem. man.... the poem Well done.