vanish all my fears, drown all my sweat, wash <br />my strength out to my knee and worship my throne <br />for thy comes the birth of a new courage of men; <br />mighty and powerful amongst any other gushing <br />bloods ever pour out to fight <br /> <br />hold on, hold to the last, but never beg, yet! whore <br />of yourself and hold on to faith, only a portion of the <br />salt melted and the whole grain regained, not <br />persuaded to vengeance as your back to your <br />savor home <br /> <br />keep a little distance, wait until the dawn set to dash <br />to the morning sun, for the night comes no return <br />and the memory keep lingering on; in the crystallize <br />moon of the sweetest darkest night you might fall <br /> <br />gossip the wind and call the rain to hear your every <br />silent, the clouds always cloth with that sky, dazzle <br />as it haggle the wary eyes, letting it stay in my face it <br />break, wonder as it goes the air-chalk shoot the pain <br />in my hair <br /> <br />plead as you murmur and stay as you wave for a <br />single candy, call for a minute of stay, nay! it’s an <br />order but a quest to pardon my inequities a calling of <br />mercy with thee.......<br /><br />Antonio Liao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hold-on-hold-on-hold-on/
