the far sideA Poem by Wormsof what?There was once a great and powerful tribe strong with the blood of mighty chiefs and this is how my scene I describe for a story of terrible grief
The chief was just coming of age and taking his rightful place when a foe in his hateful rage said this insult to his face
you know nothing, would be king nothing that you can use our ancestors knew of everything you are just a ruse
The chief was calm and he replied if you wait and I will explain whenever one drinks from this cup's near side he learns of his elders again
The villan of our story realized if one side shows the past if one one would want to be future wise it would be as simple as that
the theif stole into the chief's tent and found the special cup then quietly outside he went and he filled the chalice up
he went to drink from the farther side but he realized too late he learned the future from that side but he didn't know what was at stake
what he saw came true all right he proved all of his rants but then he was a sorry sight with water all over his pants
and so my friends learn well this tale be grateful with your past for if you dont you may fail to see the close side of the glass © 2010 WormsAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on December 10, 2010 Last Updated on December 10, 2010 AuthorWormssomewhere, PAAboutI'm 16 and insane and I am not the best person to ask about me but here goes nothing I am a hopless romanitc, for the world as well as myself I am a dreamer, I am a schemer I am a ranter, I am .. more..Writing
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