Giant Iron Guardian AngelA Poem by Boogieman AlzalausWhat Kind Of Guard Is IT That Protects Against All Odds?
Standing Tall,
He Never Falls..... Shine Or Rain, He Shall Remain..... Even In The Dead Of Night, No Harm Shall Surpass His Sight. Even Through The Slits He Calls Eyes, He Oversees All. Mighty Wings Stretched Oh So Far, Almost Seems Like A Solar Scar. Wings Stretched So Far, None Compare. His Only Purpose Is To Protect, Even Though He Is Low-Tech. He Loves Without Hesitation, Even Without Desponsation. If It Rains, He Shall Rust. He Does Not Care. He Only Trust. Trust Is In The One He Serves. And She Never Gets On His Nerves. Even At Times Of Great Peril, The Two Remain Ever Playful. His Might Sword And Solid Armor, Are Much Thicker Than Dishonor. He Shall Always Be There For Her, For He Stand So Tall. Oh So Tall..........
© 2012 Boogieman AlzalausAuthor's Note
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Added on March 8, 2012 Last Updated on March 8, 2012 AuthorBoogieman AlzalausFLAboutI've matured a lot since I started this account ten years ago. And I'm looking back and thinking that's it's time I start writing again. My name is Don. And I live within every one of you. Messa.. more..Writing
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