One hundred thousandA Poem by MandaBearThis is my take on Plato's Quote "A hero is born among a hundred, a wise man is found among a thousand, but an accomplished one might not be found even among a hundred thousand men." Love or hate??
Terrible nightmares
Plagued every waking moment. Shots fired; Bodies rolled. Souls lost forever in the mold. Trying to be something your not. Your among-st many people. All with a different face, And the same story. Its kill or be killed kind of world. Machine gun to Machine gun. Seems like no other way out. Lost hopes and forgotten dreams. A hero is being born out of this darkness. A wise man is found among the thousands. But an accomplished one might not be found. Even among a hundred thousand men. With their war paint on they find a reason to fight. Thinking of a loved one or their fellow brother. Everyone has a reason to fight; Good or Bad. Sometimes though you got to pick our battles. A hero was found, A wise man was found. One accomplished man was found. But we call them U.S. Soldiers. A hero, a wise man and an accomplished man all rolled into one hundred thousand.
© 2013 MandaBearAuthor's Note
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