Baronhawk's Nest

Some say you cross the bridge
fine line at twenty-six
to be beyond the gate
wrong side of twenties lilt

but time for thee dilate
the rules they bend and break
the blossom'd years to wit
are sparkles on thy cheeks

passaged time don't chide
they smileth in thine eyes
its wisdom gird thy wiles
attendant to thy smiles

I humbly wish thee this
upon thy remembered bliss
for when the angels deigned
to bless the human race.

Among the strong-armed, white-wash laced
valueless rags, waste of airtime space
a cry arose, amongst distressed populace
for a mirror, to reflect it's true gritty face

disillusioned editors, journalists, activists
banded to reform, deceitful draconian distastes
a bastion online, world wide web cyber space
a frontier, uncensored uncontrolled undisgraced

a window to truth, curtained by justice
where ethics rule, common sense entail
reflecting flaws, repressive dictates
breaking silence, lifting blinker-veils

A full decade, threads of time has spun
news and view, that need and must be told
the foundation, tis' where we all began
a hope and dream, where walks freedom bold.

Tis' but a joyous moment
the celebrations of thy birth
a present heavenly sent
postmarked and blessed to earth.

May God grant ye a thousand
more such happy days to come
along with such happiness
the days betwixt entwined.

"We glide along like flotsam
adrift upon dreary currents
leaves on windy spirals
intersecting at breezy moments.

Beyond the tepid streams
the wide blue seas are warm
the happy minutes gleaned
are prelude to life-long bonds."