WEST OF THE MOURNINGA Poem by EYES OF MY SOUL
War is for the weak .
War is for the strong. No matter big or little. No enemy will be left astray. Orders have been given. It is to God we all must pray. Home or no home. My weapon is here to stay. Lost in the east . Tonight our soul will feast. Flesh or no flesh . The tempest will be put to rest. In less ,no less we all come, together. War to war. We all Rise. As brethren.
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Added on May 26, 2013 Last Updated on May 26, 2013 AuthorEYES OF MY SOULBronx, NYAboutEveryday i wake i give thanks to God because its because of God i am truly able to live this thing we call'LIFE' I want to thank God for everything he has done and continues to do.I want to thank my f.. more..Writing
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