WEST OF THE MOURNING

WEST OF THE MOURNING

A 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.

© 2013 EYES OF MY SOUL


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EYES OF MY SOUL
EYES OF MY SOUL

Bronx, NY



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