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Standing tall amongst the stone
as if enthroned
a mother laments,
but what…
we are to leave for her
to there bemoan.
May 19th, 2011
Tags: Hope
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Standing tall amongst the stone
as if enthroned
a mother laments,
but what…
we are to leave for her
to there bemoan.
May 19th, 2011
Tags: Hope
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May 19th, 2011
Tags: Humanity

But what if a need arises
who is to come and rescue us
from who we have become
Unless we are to be gathered
in an attempt to undo now for the future
what previous damage we have done.
May 8th, 2011
Tags: Songs of Sorrow
Give me a rest, a peace
I can breathe no longer
the taste of flesh and blood and smoke and disease.
I am a man of valour I know,
But what of the carnage
whom ever is to know
as my mind does repeat the stories I have seen
and oh how horrid they are
to those, as I who too have been to battle and seen.
May 8th, 2011
Tags: Songs of Sorrow

There for those to whom do care
tells a tale of anguish and horror
a person is to supposedly bare.
But when all is left and quiet
the stain of man is ever present
in those to whom shall mow this ground
for although no apparent sound
the meaning of pain belies the ears
as filled by the enormous flood
of eons of years of tears.
May 1st, 2011
Tags: Songs of Sorrow