Jupiterian Flames Poem by Brett White

My Sagittarius blood burns with Jupiterian flames,
With the intensity of athletes amid Olympian games.
Singularly focused on equality and rights for all:
Fighting without reprieve, Summer throughout Fall.
My Spirit longs to free the oppressed, so silent,
To all but One; for a semblance of Hope and defiant.
And lost though they may be, and their voices hidden,
Beaten by cruel stars, with their hopes daily dying.
Having a life never truly lived, and unable to forgive
Celestial rays above, I desire all my Love to give.
To enrich my Soul, our Hearts beating to Faith restored.
My catalyst is to find the sufficient strength in God,
To the weak lent, to share the intense Will given by my Lord:
A quiet and dignified Rock, upon which I'll forever sit.
And my internal Jupiterian Fire, rests in God forever.
Sagitarius rays remain, after my ashes have been spread.
While my inner Light, forever burning, always stays lit.