Armageddon and My BrotherA Poem by Friday JuniorFamily at a wartime yet to come!
We fight like a thousand soldiers
Getting the best And getting older I can't remember when You had me covered again Firing bullets down that corridor For the love of a country And nothing more... You're more than a patron of war As I stand here By the exit door I know you care For the rest of the dead Even when you said what you said All about the fight we dread That final Armageddon... You, my brother Are like no other You protect the youth Like a defensive lover And there's nothing wrong With a sibling's song of life And a gorgeous caring wife...
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AuthorFriday JuniorSudbury, Ontario, CanadaAboutMy name is FridayJunior and I have written poetry, lyrics and orchestrated small time musical endeavors for 33 years. I work with guitar, vocals, piano and music as a Sound Propagation Technician. I g.. more..Writing
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