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Knight

Contributed by huey on Tuesday, 14th January 2003 @ 03:40:00 AM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems

Times comes and goes and where it flows,
no one knows
Here beside this life, where we will hide, I will confide
Deep within a soul, outside a hole, so filled with woe
You'll see the truth....

Everlasting youth and glory, painted scarlet, impale this story
Upon a rock, an ancient stone, a dying tone of a dying earth
Lay beside this hearth and rhyme and chime with the birds
Their song now gone and nothing won you'll see the truth...

Come and go the darkness king upon this gifted little ring
And all the bards refuse to sing of such a time of despair
And where shall the heroes turn with no might within
And for Sin has come to claim and time to maim the hapless fool
And only a tool to reveal and for you to see the truth...

A knight now comes in golden mail and all who sees him must hail
You shall not fail the glorious son of the eternal sun and graceful moon
And ever so soon he falls like stone and avalanche, like an anchor of hope
And now their hope like a thread of a rope they seek out sacrifices to appease
For you are offered and you begin to see the truth...

A sheperd boy with no home, no toy seeks heart inside and volunteers
No tears and shed as he has no fears and nobody cares
Who shall share his pain and triump but only him we will see
Be not but one whose holy spirit and fly and bring this evil onto its knees
And lance of faith his only companion and he travels o his doom
There is no room for the time has come for good to win
Not by the hands of sin/nobility but by you'll see the purest truth

Copyright © huey ... [ 2003-01-14 03:40:00]
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Re: Knight (User Rating: 1 )
by mckayla on Wednesday, 15th January 2003 @ 05:35:30 PM AEST
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very picturesque!!!!!!!!nice to read

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