Chapter 640
Unknown
Whatever isn't known
Is known as the unknown
It makes it hard to face
When one is all alone
Some meet the challenge
Above others they have grown
The rest that are left behind
Only complain and groan
Some will forge ahead
Many will end up prone
What will be remembered and said
On their cold tombstone
Uncertainty creates character
Some will grow a backbone
Those who choose to lead
May one day sit on a throne
The unknown is empty
It leaves many to moan
Few provide comfort and strength
Some are willing to loan
Thoughts move like a cyclone
Many things one will postpone
In the end they still must atone
Or let the unknown remain unknown
Nobody