Hammer And StrikeA Poem by Scott LeeWords pound Bang! Then continue to hammer and strike me Silent page jungles spin-drift round my eyes But what are they trying to build A bridge to another world? An elusive mansion in my psyche A dark cage for my freedom Freedom from my cage?
Nails slash through my head And gives screams to wild rage Hammer hammer pound Slamming hammer strikes Kill me with your steel Free me from your cage…. Thunder Crashing War Pages bleed like soldiers Soldiers crawl through tall weeds Moon-less night staggering blind fall back into shadows blacker Tell me save me tell me Do I ride forever on cold breath through blackened night? Do I bleed severed crawling near death through another field of Tall weeds? Hammer Fire Hammer fire strike blasters blasting closer Dark body dashing faster Wounded, running Through great slamming hammers Combat grenades and Bullet ripping fire Jungles sweating blood Dead friends lingering close No time to think back yet. Move duck trigger- fire flee Onward soldier Fight!! Sinking down and rising up Hammer strike dig in dig out Fall in fall out Breathe dust breathe blood breathe loss Try and forget about dead friends 2 clicks back Forget about welling tears spilling from red cheeks Ocean blood staining tall weeds Love made from long vines criss-cross forever inside a jungle’s heart “Remember your rifle, don’t stop fighting, its not suppose to be fun.” Deadly bunkers spitting bullet ripping fire Mowing down front lines dropping faster than flies Battle smoke fear rage blood death fire Moon-less night staggering blind back into shadows blacker Tell me save me tell me “Do I fight forever on cold breath bleeding severed, crawling almost dead through Tall Weed blazes?” Bullet fire ripping above my head Will I ever hear that gentle Voice? Will I ever know a peaceful world shining new again? Clambering blind back into shadows blacker Wounded, retreating slinking past dead brothers Squad scattered, alone, my cold war getting colder, blacker Bleeding severed almost dead with bullet fire ripping through Tall Weeds… Lay Down crawl don’t panic crawl crawl faster faster faster Crawl crawl crawl Every vicious second steals another breath Every vicious shadow dragging mountain moving blood pounding moment Feels closer to falling death This Is War!!! Go Go Go Retreat into trees, deaf, shot, and now bleeding more Lay down, take shelter, rest now soldier You can’t ignore words pounding behind smoke screens Hammer and strike Through dark cages Save me My words don’t fit on paper Tell me When will my heart stop falling, stop pounding, stop screaming War? I’m seeking transfers across long bridges Dawn light reaching closer Staggering visible back to peace Still engaged with battle shock Barely breathing limping through forest trees Tight vines smothering my vision like a final blast of memories Blood Death Fire Onward soldier March Onward soldier limp Onward soldier crawl Back to Homeland protest Back to junk yard roads Back to machines and useless rules Still, nothing is sensible when freedom lies Everything still burns Clashes Roars Inside a vast spin-drift jungle heart, Raging fires blooming Tall and wide Throughout All the warring world Still his questions linger As his mind falls back Hammer and strike Through Moon-less night staggering blind blind Blinder falling back into shadows blacker Do I ride forever on cold breath bleeding severed rushing fast past tall weed fire? Will I ever hear that Gentle voice whisper? Will I ever know a peaceful world shining new again? © 2012 Scott LeeReviews
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2 Reviews Added on March 3, 2012 Last Updated on March 3, 2012 AuthorScott LeeAshland, ORAboutIf now and then we encounter pages that explode, pages that wound, sears, tears, groans, and curses, know they came from a man with his back up, a man whose only defenses left are his words, and his w.. more..Writing
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