Refuge

Days before he died, he exclaimed,
"Why does it always take grief to bring us together!"

He's gone; his legacy, I hope , remains,
His words will stay with me always.
But I have been through phases,
Where even grief could not mend ways.

Sometimes it suffices,
To soak in some heroism,
Reality is not worth remembering,
Take refuge in benevolence and altruism.

A little less wise, a little more brave.

Weakness is death,
Inaction is a disability.
Worldly wise men, around them,
See nothing but frailty.

The power to read minds,
And know the desires within,
A tiny bit at a time, fills them with grief,
That from others,they automatically suck in.

Another vow unto his own,
This guy now takes,
If they ever try to break his speed,
He will do away with the brakes.

Nothing shall determine his life,
Not the state of others, not his age.
Shuns his fears and their griefs tonight,
Tomorrow begins the rampage.