A Golden View
Contributed by
shinji_kusa
on
Sunday, 7th January 2007 @ 10:07:46 PM in AEST
Topic:
war
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There sat a tower,
Grey on the shore,
A garden of roses,
Grown at its door,
The lonely guard,
Sat and watched,
Atop the stones,
For ships and yachts,
As he sighed,
The moon lit a ship,
Crowded with people,
A man at their hips,
The guard leaned out,
To get a good look,
The man was begging,
So nearly cooked,
There was a break in his ranting,
The crowd drew in,
His head bobbed,
The neck was fringed,
The guard sat back,
Shaking his head,
“He must have been trouble.”
But now he was dead.
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