My latest poem..about NOW: The Rebirth of the Golden Age (rough draft)

I apologize for this being a rough draft. I have only touched it once and it was a couple of months ago, but its about all of our collective missions combining into one solid voice of resolve so that we can firmly show the world that God has chosen this time for us to Ascend.

The Rebirth of the Golden Age (rough draft, written in less than 45 mins during an in class writing assignment ;x . yes, i did not really follow directions lol. what a problem child i am :P )

A collection of minds,
of those who share
a common vision:
to unite the silent and make their voices heard.

This shared dream,
breathes new life
into these few youths
who still cling onto Hope.

Clinging onto this dream,
a dream that seems so distant,
as it has never been realized before;
but the inextinguishable fire in
their hearts will never die.

This shared vision,
is that of a Golden Age;
an Age in which the youth
can finally change the world.

These select few,
surely have the heart,
but more than that,
A gift from God: their Divine Resolve.

A gift of strength from the Divine,
to fight against overwhelming odds;
Destines played as if they were cards in one's hand,
in a game in which the outcome has already been predetermined.

Their lives intertwined,
by the Divine strings of Fate;
these are virtuous individuals,
born to live out the universal message
- To truly live Golden Rule for the sake of others.

This universal rule,
to care of the greater good
as men and women for others,
is done by a true attempt to purify themselves of sin.

This resolve is just what is missing in our world;
but the chosen virtuous youths,
against all odds,
will undoubtedly triumph over the vices of all.
- A price to pay but well worth it:
- Even if it costs themselves dearly

There is no reason for them to doubt the chance
that they will succeed as they form a collective will,
as they all see how almost magically
destiny has given them:
- The perfect stage with all conditions met:
- The perfect hand of cards to win for all

But life for people like these few,
will never be easy,
as they have to bear the burden
of the weight of the world that rests on their shoulders.
- But unlike Atlas, it is a blessing and they share the weight.

The weight of the world,
would crush any one man.
For even the one known as Atlas,
struggled to stand tall.

But unlike Atlas,
these youth are but mere mortals.
And also unlike Atlas,
they chose to bear the weight of the world.

These brave souls,
voluntarily sought out to be puppets of Destiny:
to have their strings pulled by the Master of all.
For at first the burden is but a mere illusion;
- However, despite the weight, we are given Divine blessings in disguise.
- For it is an ABSOLUTE HONOR, to serve the ALMIGHTY CREATOR of ALL!

Namaste