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The Neoponic Wars
THE NEOPONIC WARS
There’s flesh on the pen
The ink is running red
The Wars have begun again
The ammo is running low
No place to hide. No place to go.
Stand and resist the next blow.
I’ve bled before in these wars
Words sharp and cruel cut deep
Maim the spirit. Stun the soul
But don’t kill anyone
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Comments
Candlewitch
Sun, 2012-02-19 15:29
Dear Joe,
Ouch... from a war-torn vet!
always, Cat
*
When someone reads your work
And responds, please be courteous
And reply in kind, thanks.
Geremia
Sun, 2012-02-19 15:38
:)
:)
author commentEsker
Fri, 2012-02-24 07:15
and whom has called their title as Dictator
and where the hell is their Josephine??
Charlemane had class
and the great cathedral
built ten eleven still stands
where so many crowned
could not last!!!
nice work here Joe
Geremia
Fri, 2012-02-24 09:42
Thanks, Steve
Thanks, Steve
author commentscribbler
Fri, 2012-02-24 12:23
Hi Joe
Really like the title play on napoleonic wars. Some people just don't think or realize how much hurt can be packed into words I guess............stan