The Heroes Fall to the Wind

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   DogSiDaedposted 14 years ago

   As the wind tears a desolate mind,
   
   Once more we are bound thick to shadows of doubt.
   
   Too long they have waited, forced behind the clouds.
   
   Best laid plans of mice and martyrs,
   
   Dying for those whose words they mocked and scorned.
   
   
   Like grains of sand their intuitions blow,
   
   Where once upon the grass they could be caught,
   
   They cling, no hope, to bare, burnt out ground.
   
   Where once there lay salvation,
   
   The laughs of those they swore to protect keep them down.
   
   
   The dragon’s roar, it stirred the heroes.
   
   The little men who fought for good, for you and I.
   
   And once towards the beast they charged, so selflessly;
   
   We stabbed them in the back,
   
   The cold words we spoke flew like daggers, cutting through.
   
   
   Now nakedly we cower and hide,
   
   Amongst the burning cities that we built.
   
   No longer protected we are weak, the line was crossed.
   
   And we pray that they may live again,
   
   Those little heroes that we slaughtered with our words.

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   TINA Vposted 14 years ago

   You can include this as one of your hub. :-)
   
   Welcome to Hubpages!

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      DogSiDaedposted 14 years agoin reply to this

      It is one I was just putting it out on the forums so people could have a sample I figure this is the best way for people to see and criticise my work, because more people browse the forums Plus it means if there are like minded people I get to see their hubs too!

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   Crazdwriterposted 14 years ago

   Very nice DogSiDaed I really like it! And Welcome to hubpages!

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      DogSiDaedposted 14 years agoin reply to this

      Thanks very much! I'm really starting to like this place!

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         Crazdwriterposted 14 years agoin reply to this

         Glad your enjoying yourself

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   sooner than laterposted 14 years ago

   I like the peom. the saints are victors in the end.

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