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Invictus.. latin for Unconquered
It starts with a tree and a seed innocently,
The seed amongst a sea of others originally,
Until he leaves the leaves of his brothers,
And flees the eaves of the tree and sheds its protective cover...
Lying in the shadow of the paternal giant,
This prying commando is eternally defiant,
Dreams of trying times and bloody battles,
A far sight from the idyllic lovely an protective shackles...
A new shadow forms over this to be fighter,
Like a harrow it claws up this fallen outsider,
At first the grass seems greener the light is lighter,
Before all is dark at last as the grip turns tighter...
He awakes to a sting, hes chained to a new master,
He smells the stench of vinegar where he expects a plaster,
His potential limited, how long is a length of string,
A special pebble in peril, a fallen angel flying without a wing...
In war he sees his reflection looking back at him, like a brother
Before one anothers wrath is smashed with a crash against each other,
One chants veni vedi vici... i am invictus;
The thirst for surviving is infectious, zealous and vicious...
After every fight he leaves them with broken shells,
While he retuns unconquered onto the conker shelf,
He has been given the chance to live and fight another day...
The daily fight of corperate life expressed so simply as childs play
I am invictus
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