6 years ago. August 5, 2018 at 3:33 AM
The mighty destroyer....
Rusts upon the ocean floor...
The warrior strong....
Feeds the worms of the prairie...
Strong we stand.....
Defiantly we pose....
It is folly of the fool....
There are thorns on the rose..
I once saw a way....
I once felt love....
The foolish boy....
A peasants throne.....
He pounds his chest...
Then speaks grand words...
But trembles and weeps....
When she takes his sword....
For words are weak...
And fear is strong...
The lord of both....
Is lost too long....
But now my home....
The boneyard lawn....
Oh to fight...
To boast....
The hero way....
Is but a ghost....