Key to the glory of latter days economic system.

Nations rise and fall,

Knowledge of it's activities lingers,

Even when they are gone,

These ancient empires.

                        

History bears great records,

Nations now in pangs and fear,

This troubled heart of kings,

When the wise men and astrologers fail.

                                

Ancient Egypt,Babylon,Roman empire etc.

None rescued by their wise.

But sought the counsel of few,

That hold the golden key of secrets.

                                  

The secret that brought a prisoner,

To the exalted office of a prime minister.

A shepherd boy to a field marshal

Lion's den captive,to the corridors of power.

                            

The secret of the ages,

The secret of the brave,

The men of violence and force,

That hold the golden secret,  

                          

Tried in the furnace of this planet

The secret of the latter glory

The secret of light and fire

The secret of life.  




Author's Notes/Comments: 

3/3/2009,Light at the end of the tunnel,ancient golden key.

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Tourn into pieces undereneath My broken smile's picture

like this poem...oh and when i do poems i do spell words wrong on purpose....and i don't pay any attention to grammer...i do like this poem but don't really get the meaning.

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wonderful spirit! i like the way you expressed your thoughts! keep it up! all the best for you!


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I enjoyed your poem...I don't think
it's meant for us to know the secret
to the golden key...Sometimes I wonder..