Follow My LeadA Poem by KachmeSurviving War.
I prefer to stand
even pain can't dull the hand from reaching out and changing life taking in, the raging tide. Forever i will march through fields of murder robbed of girth and toil everlasting footprints built on guns and rovers. Show me a path where righteousness will last crude folly stains the broken grass running over things that lasted minutes now lay heaped and ruined in the past. Unless i change my heart and gird my spirit from the start use my words and utter life into my bones choose my destiny reaching into the unknown I let my mind escape run like hell through this prison scape break free of terrors left and right careful not to trigger mines left from this fight i run and don't surrender Champion they say i've only been blessed to see another day scrapes and wounds cloaking my relief Im set free from all the aches and grief i am no winner Just a survivor adapting to all the chaos breathing death without fear remembering that life can be near but not for me No, i'm criminal to this crime held by the fire in my heart Vengeance spoke its utterance and all thats left of all my greed, i heard him say, "follow my lead"
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Added on October 10, 2011 Last Updated on October 10, 2011 Author
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