{"sf1_id":347839,"sf2_id":"7ejdyq4n","title":"Join the Chorus","author":"Windsmane","words":564,"posted_at":"2012-02-29T07:19:00.000Z","tags":["Poetry","writing"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/347839-join-the-chorus","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/7ejdyq4n","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/d6/6a/d66a6b4d-4ccf-4d06-9d2c-aa9c197163a2","description":"This was something that was inspired by my fursona. Let me know what you all think. was just feeling meta as it were.","content":"\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;I am the Tooth and\u0026nbsp; the Wing. within my breast burn the fires of anger, revenge, hatred.\u0026nbsp; I soar the skies and see all the ugliness that the world hides.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;I am the Claw and the Tail. I see that which can not be seen, I act with swiftness and cunning.\u0026nbsp; My actions strike like lightning my senses alert me to all the dangers the world contains.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;I am the hoof and the horn.\u0026nbsp; I am the rock from which the others derive their strength their fortitude. I am the unyielding force that plows through any obstacle. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;I am she who unites the other three.\u0026nbsp; I offer temperance, wisdom.\u0026nbsp; From me pour the waters of the ancients past.\u0026nbsp; Knowledge and understanding are my weapons.\u0026nbsp; Through this world I swim against those currents that would attempt to deter me from my goals. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;I am the voice that speaks for the four,\u0026nbsp; from them I learn of the world as they see it.\u0026nbsp; From me, they learn of\u0026nbsp; the possibilities both good and bad that mankind represents.\u0026nbsp; I am the hunter of the herd that is humanity.\u0026nbsp; I am the sheep that follows the herd.\u0026nbsp; With Wisdom I forge the flames of anger to an instrument of precision.\u0026nbsp; With cunning I decide when anger must be used, and from within myself these forces make who I am, who I will be.\u0026nbsp; They are both my gift and my curse of which I draw strength and feel anguish.\u0026nbsp; I stand alone surrounded by friends by family and in that isolation, through a window in my mind, I cross the stars, the galaxies, and see there at the edges of my mind, my friends and family welcoming me home, back to the world I live in and I see with eyes open that I am not alone.\u0026nbsp; I bask in the warmth that is their love and companionship.\u0026nbsp; Within me, the forces that be are content and another lesson is learned in a world where its people follow the voices of\u0026nbsp; those who care not for the whole of this world but for only themselves, for only a moment of happiness to fill their empty lives.\u0026nbsp; It is those single voices I hunt..\u0026nbsp; Not to kill them..\u0026nbsp; Not to silence them,\u0026nbsp; but to welcome them into my arms and see with eyes open for the first time that the world is not so cold.\u0026nbsp; That beyond the moment of happiness they seek lies moments beyond calculation where happiness is bountiful and the moments of sadness only lend strength to the soul.\u0026nbsp; Who am I?? Am I a god?? A being of benevolence, of wisdom?? No... I am but one being.. one soul no different than anyone else, no more special or blessed.\u0026nbsp; I can not offer salivation to the world.. I can not solve it's problems.. I am but one voice..\u0026nbsp; Though as I reach out to my friends and they to theirs we become a chorus of voices a novel of solutions and one day perhaps, just maybe, things will be better..\u0026nbsp; If not for us then perhaps for the voices, the souls that follow us in a time beyond our comprehension.\u0026nbsp; Peace is my hope.\u0026nbsp; My hands are stretched out to you stranger.\u0026nbsp; Take them and feel my embrace.\u0026nbsp; Share with me your voice and add to the chorus.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}