i heard the call to Arise in the misty dawn
dropped my tools and walked towards the voice,
my heart burning within me
i saw a crowd gathered,
faces flushed with the hue of youth
some with hands in pockets and eyes cast down,
counting the patches on their clothes
many stared off to the side,
the same temperature locked inside because it hurts too much to
burn,
and they've failed this test before
a few stood with their bright eyes standing out, listening
and listening for the next words to move
i scanned the faces and wondered why they reported this way
at the call to Arise
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