![]() ChildA Poem by Brandon Langley
All this freedom,
All this time, What's it worth? If I can't spend it with you? Life is humdrum, Not worth a dime, To be so down to Earth, What's the point, without you? Every year I realize, You are but a little girl, Laughing at the breeze, Why should I breathe it in, if I can't share this time with you? Look into my eyes, Give me a twirl, Just take me, please, Why should I come home, if I won't see you? So let the squad come, Don't want to cause any more trifles, All you did was cast doubt, So I won't try to break free. Of your love, what's the sum? And the men raise their rifles, As the sergeant calls out. Now what has become of me?
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