This is about all that has happened in the last passed five years. From 9/11 to the Train bombings in Britain.
They call to me of that I'm sure.
They call the young and the old,
They call the men from bed unfold.
The drums, the drums, they do sound
The drums, the drums, away with a bound.
The drums of war still pound away.
I wonder if the drums will ever fade away.
The blood and gore stain the ground,
But still the drums insist to pound.
A sword is drawn with an intent
The owner full of malcontent
He cuts with strikes of a practiced art,
He cuts with ease straight through the heart.
No weapon can hurt or maim him,
All who have tried have been slain before him.
He smiles as he spills the blood of friend or foe,
Putting an end to there worries and woes.
With a sudden sound,
He is on the ground.
Headed for life and eternity unbound.
Poetry by Ryan
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Written on 2006-10-16 at 19:38
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War!!!
I hear the drums of war,They call to me of that I'm sure.
They call the young and the old,
They call the men from bed unfold.
The drums, the drums, they do sound
The drums, the drums, away with a bound.
The drums of war still pound away.
I wonder if the drums will ever fade away.
The blood and gore stain the ground,
But still the drums insist to pound.
A sword is drawn with an intent
The owner full of malcontent
He cuts with strikes of a practiced art,
He cuts with ease straight through the heart.
No weapon can hurt or maim him,
All who have tried have been slain before him.
He smiles as he spills the blood of friend or foe,
Putting an end to there worries and woes.
With a sudden sound,
He is on the ground.
Headed for life and eternity unbound.
Poetry by Ryan
Read 491 times
Written on 2006-10-16 at 19:38
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