The Art Of Cowards.. Poem by Gary Manning

in the heart I grow like a vine. in the soul the truth is often cold. power is in the reach of the bold! cowards are born every day. only the blind lead astray. the rock doesn't think just smashed only' the strong will lead who is it going to be? history is full of lost opportunity. cold blooded murder of men that was fit to lead. secret societies survey. yet the sea just sits still and that's evil at the 10th degree.