My Heart doth break for outpoured blood of past
The man who left his home to take my place
The lass that went to war and life did waste
For me to live as free and steal their grace.
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The summer fields so green from sacrifice
Doth shine from all the stars who gave their lives
Night skies once bright turn black and now despise
The loss for gain by those who never die
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The price required from all the world’s demands
Not one, nor two, or three could e’re repay
No gems, no gold, no deed, or lovely lands
Are worth the death and dark of evil days
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What must I do to stop the use of sword?
Prove love to all the people of the world.
Authors note- A thousand years from now the future will view our present day as we, today, judge the Neanderthal, barbaric. We have far to go to become fully mature humans. It starts with me and you loving our neighbors of our street, our countries, our continents. It’s time.
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J. S. Wade
Since reading Tolkien in Middle school, I have been fascinated with creating, reading, and hearing art through story’s and music. I am a perpetual student of writing and life.
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