SoldierA Poem by Douglas Levi GribbinsFreestyle.
Dear God, You made a soldier
I'll be the one still fighting when others say "It's over" And i don't know the Meaning of life but I was showed that You could knock what life puts on your shoulders with your teeth or a knife. *Beat revs up* Knock my feet off, You're dead by a crawler Blind me, Your note to your home is "Killed by a brawler" I Don't offer no mercy to any fool that life dares to serve me. I'm Psychic, Doesn't concern me cause my mind is stuck in the 30's Turn the beat down? Get ready for a beatdown I'm serving these clowns with three rounds of Ak-47, Peace out! *Beat slows down* Xavier Fox...get's his prey "What if i....Die today?" The cold wind kisses my skin, arms, hands frozen, All my left emotions held close then I look into the light as the doors closing If depression was water i would be soakin' But i can't drown in it, i was born floatin'! *Beat revs up* As i fly to the top of the top of my world, the guitar beat drops No more girls, controlling my earth, No more Xavier Fox My ears are clear, I no longer feel the end coming near The past is gone, The futures here. Heaven made this soldier, he's coming back, but not this year.
© 2014 Douglas Levi GribbinsAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on October 14, 2014 Last Updated on October 14, 2014 Tags: Death, Dismemberment, Not Insurance, Personal Author
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