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WARRIORS

ABOUT WARRIORS

Where do Warriors go
when the battles are done
and what do they do
when no longer
strong and young.

Who cares for them
when they are old and gray
bodies broken and a mind
gone astray

We are warriors
all who have survived
our humanity
We live in a random universe
and never know when
we will be stricken and fall
to our end.
We struggle for our first breath
to live and agonize at our last
to live again

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only because I knew seers.....
even kids who could see
spirits.....out of a hundred
you might find three
I saw it.....wasnt spooky
made up...
it just is...there is more
then just our simple world
of day too day...
too many unexplained
things.....
too many miracles
and strange events
to be just attributed soley
to mans fallible ways

A great poem
vikings believed in much
the war monks did
all secret socieites I talked
too had something for
their members in the
idealogy of after...
as the before....
and ending
natives too
we have our rituals
like the three day
road....the sacred
fire kept burning
drum songs

for those that were
brave....worked hard
served something
dutifully
there was something

the non helpers were
deemed almost as
bad as wicked spirits
bent on just wrongs
and troublemaking
there were spells
for them...energy
keep the flock
pack strong
very human traits

I believe we go somewhere
not just an end...
thats my opinion and
belief!

Thank U Geremia!

Mr Wolf!

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