Hmm I don't really know what to write about... Here's a poem I wrote :]
Don't cry my sweet child
Though the war is still here
You should be proud to know your father,
He died without fear
The thousands stand on opposite sides staring at one another
They were all quiet except the youngster who stuttered
They stare at each other with fear and with hate
Waiting for the gun shot that would be someone's fate
The opponents they stand, bloodlust increasing
Your father thinking of ways to keep others from deceasing
The rivals they stand, patient no more
It's time to pull their guns out and pull out some gore
The opposing sides they run to each other, though some with fear
Because they knew much of the death that came near
Yet your father just ran with a cold star in his eye
Telling this world of his fateful good-bye
You'd be proud to know your father faught courageous and brave
Before he died he saw others in trouble, and one he did save
And he still lives today, with a debt to pay, and pay it he sought
Who knew that one day he'd marry my daughter
If you wish to, one day I'll take you out to the battlegrounds once more
So you can remember the man I had known once before
My son-in-law remembers the day he had the star in his eye
Never suspecting he'd tell us all good-bye
 RisexWithxthexDead · Tue Feb 24, 2009 @ 07:31pm · 0 Comments |
