Broke: Play as though your heart never broke. That sadness had never come to evoke Nor take away all your hopes. Pounding you against the ropes Never let a moment choke Take everything as a joke Even if it crushes all your hope Just pretend that you can cope You can pick up what you lost No matter what it cost. Mortal: Mortal Life is but a mortal foe Waiting to take all you know Putting you in the grave With nothing left to save Shutting off all energy Pretending to make you free While all the time it eats at you Like worms found in a dead tree So goes what we know is true. the voice: Poetry on the Move:12