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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
Gather round hear words messages from what is gone prophecies from what is to come words from the four winds I speak of the ones not of young or old Yet remain days untold longer than oaks wood holds How they are come How they are gone Doomed they are To return ofBones I talk of the gold The rich and never old The kings of creation with power untold Return they will From graves long cold To assert themselves With long forgotten roles Listen for the sound On the East winds blown of the beauties awaken to the world unbound Their princes'll ride With gods at their side agains't winters cold in robes majestic Blue and Gold Stop them we must For the time is past For beauty and the lust All that we hold is icey distrust They old as the sun Will ride forever On the road bevelled from the constant run Their lands are drown Their heads are bowed to all that pass them up on the clouds Now a return The world will burn In vengeance turn As all creation they will spurn So now be vigilant So now not cry We will watch the Earth And we will gaurd the skies Did you write the Book of Love And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so Do you believe in rock 'n roll Can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Their princes'll ride With gods at their side agains't winters cold in robes majestic Blue and Gold Stop them we must For the time is past For beauty and the lust All that we hold is icey distrust ---------------------- Their lands are drown Their heads are bowed to all that pass them up on the clouds ---------- this is excellent walter... perect imagery... wondferful fable you have written... very great work...as always... take care, jm Do you live by the book, do you play by the rules Do you care what is thought by others about you If this day is all that is promised to you Do you live for the present, the future the past... tracy chapman |
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