Another month, another surprising entry in my monthly poetry contest! In April, the winner of the contest is not an individual, but a SurvivalWolves, a creative collective.
The collective asked that the $25 donation be made directly to Kaze Shadow, the leader of their team. You can read their poem below.
It is my time
For the ones who are unaware, it is my time
I have come from a position that is a far
In my forgotten spirit, I’ll become greatly divine
For the words within the book of me will evolve from its line
Ignite more flames of passion than the bright stars
For the ones who are unaware, it is my time
I was lost, so lost that all I could find
Pushing me forward was my hatred and scars
In my forgotten spirit, I’ll become greatly divine
I soon found more within me, more within life
Something beyond the smoke and blinding bars
For the ones who are unaware, it is my time
Now I move quick, quicker than a piercing knife
Empujando obstáculos, con fuego para ganar
In my forgotten spirit, I’ll become greatly divine
For the people who believed that I wouldn’t strive
Now beyond the clouds, I fly on heaven’s radar
For the ones who are unaware, it is my time
In my forgotten spirit, I’ll become greatly divine
Poetry and Practice 