Reginald Fowle-Rodriguez

suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ... Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. Belief ... more

suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ... Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. Belief The Century turns slowly Like a creeping grindstone on a twilight of a new millennium. The mist clears, Behold, The gateways between the past and the present. A new world awaits me on the otherside, My love for pure metal burns deep within. I must be true to myself and to the dream. To heed the telepathic celestial scriptures, To fight for what I believe To abolish conformity To be free, body and mind. Yes, unity in numbers But only as strong as the weakest believer, Armed and ready Alone at the gate I Honor my destiny The future is my reality Let the heavens be my witness I WILL be triumphant.