Goodbye to the shadow that was Obama.
Walls painted white stand out against the sun.
The forms of gods creation evolve in many ways,
Home is where the heart is, the world has just begun.
But darkness sometimes follows fierce searing light,
The chase is over the dogs of war were slipped,
Good may triumph over evil as men lose sight,
Shadows stand at attention as the flag is dipped.
Copyright Sid John Gardner, Edinburgh UK 04.May.2011.
Poetry by Sid Gardner
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Written on 2011-05-04 at 17:30
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Pashtun Chronicals
The skies are clear except for heat haze.Walls painted white stand out against the sun.
The forms of gods creation evolve in many ways,
Home is where the heart is, the world has just begun.
But darkness sometimes follows fierce searing light,
The chase is over the dogs of war were slipped,
Good may triumph over evil as men lose sight,
Shadows stand at attention as the flag is dipped.
Copyright Sid John Gardner, Edinburgh UK 04.May.2011.
Poetry by Sid Gardner
Read 462 times
Written on 2011-05-04 at 17:30
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