Iron in Our NerveA Poem by Eli J Medina
Born empty handed
But not empty hearted We will leave with all we came with assured With more hope in our pocket Then they could steal More iron in our nerve Than they could feel They talked themselves up like Persian monarchs Then crawled to the feet of their vices And begged But we will stay eternal in the sunlight We will safe guard our hopes in the heavens They may chase us with poisoned tipped arrows Dissuade us with tongues of deceit Try to barter for our souls With chests of wealth And succor sweet But we will not repeat the mistakes of our fathers We will learn the harsh lessons We will stay eternal in the sunlight We will safe guard our hopes in the heavens © 2016 Eli J Medina |
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