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- Grateful at allpoetry
Our nation has lasted a thousand years
United by a love of our land, - Changes at allpoetry
I have turned many pages
In the book of my life, - I have loved and I have lost at allpoetry
I have known what it is to love
It is pleasure and pain combined, - Pain or Pleasure at allpoetry
I call out to you
For the release of oblivion, - The silken thread at allpoetry
Some clever chap wrote, upon the declaration of American Independence, that all men where created equal. This of course did not apply to black men or the native American men, I also note no mention as to whether Women where c - Repentence at allpoetry
Lie still my friend Put your troubles away, - War at allpoetry
Once I was a farmer Now I am a soldier, - Coming Home at allpoetry
They come home at last The living who envy the dead, - It was not their fight at allpoetry
How can I thank these men, Who now lie dead on foreighn fields? - Start again at allpoetry
Pain lies in the past Memories that will not lie - Bushido at allpoetry
Between life and death There are a thousand questions - Memories at allpoetry
I remember Prague Walking under moonlight, - Our Angels become Daemons at allpoetry
I can still hear her cry I can never forget, - The nature of the beast at allpoetry
Hiding behind our masques Afraid to see our faces, - Judgement day's not coming at allpoetry
Blood bathes the streets Screams fill the morning air. - Hurt at allpoetry
I hurt you once I didn't want to know why. - Nature of Man at allpoetry
Why do we hurt what we love? Why do we destroy what we build? - Requiem at allpoetry
I see a field in my mind's eye A field of bright flowers. - Phantoms at allpoetry
I can hear their voices On that lost and lonely field, - Wishing for the past, afraid of the future at allpoetry
I remember the happiness Of days faded to shadow. - Black and white at allpoetry
We tell tall tales Of brave and mighty heroes. - [ I remember her voice ] at allpoetry
I remember her voice / The song of an angel. / My heart would break / At the beuty of that sound. / I remember her pale skin / So pure and unsullied. / I would caress her gently / Her flesh as soft as fine - Wisdom at allpoetry
He paid for his wisdom,
Following the old ways. - Fireflies at allpoetry
Sparkles in the night,
Little lights to guide us. - [ We are a nation of cowards, ] at allpoetry
We are a nation of cowards,
A collection of hypocrites. - [ Under the new moon's gaze, ] at allpoetry
Under the new moon's gaze,
A disk of shadow unseen, - Never good enough at storywrite
Top of my class in one thing,
Bottom in another, - All alone at storywrite
I was once a Man, proud and strong a future ahead and a past I was not afraid to speak of. Now I am a thing, my humanity gone, nobody sees me anymore. They see the rags, they s - Duty in the clouds (non-contest) at storywrite
Like the roar of a thousand flies they came, dropping their cargo of woe upon a nation already beset by death. By night the Lancaster's and Stirlings stalked cities lit by fire
