GROUND ZERO

GROUND ZERO

by Christine Delos Santos Montera

Every beginning will start in zero

Like an empty round as halo

As time passes by

That will be shaded dye.

Hopes were rooted from the ground

And that will be spreading all over around

Several wanting to have it all

But this is much not from a material.

This was once the goal before

And made me realize a nice savor

That thought will be over,

But not until it makes a wonder.

I sit and type about life,

The pages were quite without any strife.

The words seem to get the spirit to fight

Does anyone gets and adhere it right?

Am I not that tough?

That my days were not enough,

Hope to let those seeds to grow

And let my memory go to flow.

So that when I dusted off the trance

And turn it to anew, hence,

If Gods will, it forced will be

Before my breath is through.