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Post by Kevin Bishop on Jun 25, 2016 9:33:49 GMT -5
I know this is an efed and we write our rps for our wrestlers, but I thought it'd be cool to showcase my other literary talent... Feel free to lend me feedback on poetry if you're up to it. lol
“The Siren’s Call” By: Matt Kaine
Hear the siren’s call my brothers, And rest your head upon her shores, Let us not forget our mothers, As we take upon these tours, Battlefields are wiped out clean, Hand and hand we march, On into the last unseen, Eyes resting on the arch, Bring forth the dim halo, Our wits can hold us tight, With the white that’ll soon follow, And we’ll take up this fight, Arms spread open wide, No longer are we afraid, No longer do we look to hide, This is our lost tomb to raid, Pillage our very fears, Look to that dawning sky, Brush away the bloody tears, For it is our chance to die, Take up arms my kin, We continue this war to our grave, Until that last bullet breaks skin, For it is for all those we save, Their will is our desires, To bring peace to all of us, Through the dousing of fires, Subsiding our rage and distrust, Hunger feeds us no more, For our eyes finally find rest, We’re empty inside to the core, We realized what’s for the best, Lay down our sticks and slings, Lift up those who have fallen, Take solace in what life brings, And stand still when the siren’s calling.
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