Treasure Island

Ray Lucero


"SOMETHING GREATER THAN FEAR"*


As a reckoning draws near
Something is happening!
My knowing soul tells me,
"There's something greater than fear"

Fear's nothing more than illusion
A wizard hiding behind a curtain;
Smoke n' mirrors creating confusion,
Causing his victims to feel uncertain

Mankind will finally see the reason;
They've been fooled for such a long time
For every great change there's a season,
When truth and justice prevail over crime

‘Til then Brethren be of good cheer,
Keep close those whom you hold dear

ROTMS

* Quote: By Billy Corgan (Smashing Pumpkins)

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Submitted: Sunday, March 24, 2013

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