Allow phoenix to rise

Half way through..
I wish we go back to genesis,..
I have things to put right,..
do right, do without...

Wishful thinking..
only prolongs the inevitable,..
Allow phoenix to rise..
from these ashes,..

Dead weights incinerated..
Ashes in seas,..
time to saddle up,..
leave what is to be left..
out of the wagon,..
we wheeling out,..
he ha!..

Au revoir to chapters gone,..
new settlements welcomed,..
plants to be planted..
fruits to be harvested,..

This is a gold rush,..
the sun is out
only for a brief,..
Allow phoenix..
to rise from these ashes..