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Open Poetry #40

Hands of Time

Snowflake From Hell
Senior Member

since 2003-07-10

Posts 777
My own little Icey Oblivion

0 posted 2007-05-31 08:36 PM

A man stands in front of his fate,
Wonders why there's a sudden debate.
Off in a distance a man's voice speaks:
"I can hear what you're thinkin'
All your doubts and fears,
If you'll look in my eyes in time you'll find the reason I'm here"
Your days are numbered count 'em one by one,
Fall victim to the handle of the President's gun.
Months go by in the heat,
Little one at home yet to meet.
Out speaks a distant voice...
"I can hear what you're thinkin'
All your doubts and fears,
If you'll look in my eyes in time you'll find the reason I'm here"
Had to be what the nightmare made him,
Had to get by in the days of his grim.
Day after day he hears those words...
"I can hear what you're thinkin'
All your doubts and fears,
If you'll look in my eyes in time you'll find the reason I'm here"
Had a safe trip home from war,
His emotions scattered and tore.
"I can hear what you're thinkin'
All your doubts and fears,
If you'll look in my eyes in time you'll find the reason I'm here"
Sheds a tear for every soldier that lost his life,
And one more for his little girl and his wife.
The Soldier hears...
"I can hear what you're thinkin'
All your doubts and fears,
If you'll look in my eyes in time you'll find the reason I'm here,
And in time all things shall pass away,
In time, you may come back someday.
To live once more, or die once more,
But in time, your time will be no more."
Then the Soldier replies...
"Don't roll me over!
Can't help these things I can feel!
Couldn't see them coming!
But I've given into what's been given!
Take a taste of what's within!
You cast me over!
Yet I've risen and I am real!!"
A man stands in front of his fate...

I am the little cracked mirror

Drauntz
Member Elite

since 2007-03-16

Posts 2905
Los Angeles California

1 posted 2007-05-31 09:27 PM

sad poem but strong feelings and loudly speak for those solders. fate...one needs to struggle to the end to change it if it is not good.

very good poem.

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