OMENS OF FATE

OMENS OF FATE

Observe and watch, the ferns across this land turn to crops
Curved in thought these words to moss, hurdle tossed like birds of flock
The smiling clocks face stops pace while traversing time
While atop haste the lost break and this chalk paints the earth to shine
An infinite plan for the minutes that span diminished in sand
While cynics expand in a mimicking stance attempting to finish and land

Saddled in strife, unraveling life's truths we battle the night,
Protected in a castle of light, where a gavel of might smashes and strikes
We are violently torn, divided and scorned, colliding in form
Defiantly warned, and still a tribe has been born in the eye of the storm
In open debate, broken in places where my focus is phased
Cloaking the freight, while traveling trojans of faith chant omens of fate

Upppp

I thought this was good, PASTOR RHYMES..

This was a good flex piece..you really flexed the brain here with good thought out rhymes schemes and phrases..my favorite part was the ''trojan'' part.. good work..

Thanks

I actually read this a few days back and ended up being distracted so I didn't leave any feed.

What I enjoyed the most about this is that it wasn't deeply profound and intellectual. You struck a great balance here, and your extensive vocab accentuated your usage of imagery. I absolutely love imagery when it's brought together with smart choice vocab and smooth flow delivery. You demonstrated a talented ability in being able to provide vivid imagery without getting too philosophical or dull.