Acta non Verba

The plunge into obscurity
A world devoid of purity
The cunning hide behind brave words
The bold are men of action.
Men of action know no invoices, nor memos
They are not shrouded behind the monotonous security of cubicle walls
They are not mandated by the ticking of a clock and an eight hour grind
For they are men of action.
 They rise at dawn
dare not to yawn
Feet pounding the ground
Eyes straight, looking beyond the horizon
They are drawn by a higher purpose
not reflected in their pay grade

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