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 Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 5:13 pm
here I will post things i wrote most will be poems but there may be some prose...all I ask is that if you must use profanity keep it to a minimum! mrgreen
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 5:22 pm
The march
upon the ground they march,
stone faced, heart thudding in chest,
shoulders squared
eye's ablaze with pride.
upon the ground they march,
leauges dissapear under foot,
bodies in unison feet pounding,
one two, one two.
upon the ground they march,
sheild on arm, weapon in hand,
helmed heads held high,
eyes straight forward.
upon the ground they march,
painfull death's grimface,
sheilds colliding, weapons clashing,
arrows raining down like locust.
O unhappy, bloody day,
stone faced, heart thudding,
shoulders squared, bodies in unison,
sheild on arm, weapon in hand,
upon the ground they march.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 5:29 pm
Irremovable
The sun slants in
through my prison bars.
I hear garbled voices,
they speak never clearly.
The shackles of conformity
attempt to bind me here.
But I wear the belt of truth,
on it the sword of the spirit.
The helm of salvation,
the breast plate of righteousness.
Many have tried to remove them,
all have failed for it is permeanant.
Yea though i enter
into the valley of
the shadow of death,
I fear no evil for the lord is with me always.
I wear the love of god
as the Shackles of conformity bind me here;
as i listened to the garbled voices,
as the sun slants in through my prison bars.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 7:32 pm
I don't mean to sound like an a** (only word I could think of that fit, sorry), but after reading the first two verses of The March and then looking at your avitar, I immediately thought 'hippie'. just though I'd let you know.
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