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Our Games of Deceit
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Our Games of Deceit |
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Earl Robertson Senior Member
since 2008-01-21
Posts 753BC, Canada |
Authors note: This poem is only about war on the surface, please try digging a little deeper 'cause thats how it was intended. Our Games of Deceit Machine-guns cut a swath Across the prairie land Ending lives in thick hot blood Untimely deaths so planned But plan again; the carnage Of those guns will end tonight We’ll go with our lives and our courage To ever end that fright Remember all the bleeding hearts Upon the plains today Remember blood and water And screams that seemed to say We did not mean to die this way Without a hope in Hell Give love to our loved ones But of our pain don’t tell A little more planning and a lot more luck Could have saved those lives today With time the medic might help some It’s all we have left to pray So now with nights shroud about us We practice the art of deceit The mist muffles our foot-steps Cloak and dagger; silent and fleet This is how the game is played Put your foot in the door And pray you don’t die on the floor For all is fair in the game of war Remember the still beating hearts When it’s your life at stake A beating heart can bleed you dry Deceit a war does make So why does that most wonderful thing Written in all songs and lore Become so cloak and dagger When Truth is fair in War? "Be Strong and Always Remember what made you you." Earl |
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fromme2U Member
since 2007-11-09
Posts 257 |
This was good..It made me think of a lot of things first of an old veteran who was having nightmares of a past war that only he can understand the frighfulness of it all and some part of him wishes he wouldn't have done it, but the other half of him knows that he had too. the second thought was of someone loving another so much that sometimes your own feelings and thoughts are a war itself in your head...third thought a sharp shooter who has seen so much and carries a big weight on his shoulders but is so keen when it comes to fighting that he knows truthfully that even if he kills a thousand men he justifies it as a fair game...I might be sooooo wrong but that's what your poem made me think about...great job!! We did not mean to die this way Without a hope in Hell Give love to our loved ones But of our pain don’t tell |
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Assassin_of_Verse Member
since 2007-10-23
Posts 330that So Cal |
I'm completely devoid of finding hidden meanings today. (who ever is?) But I will try anyway. When I first read through, I came to the conclusion that war is the result of lies. But I read through SEVERAL more times and came across this verse: "With time the medic might help some It’s all we have left to pray" I think that "the medic" is time and that time is helping a heart heal. I still think that lies (and truth) have a part in your poem (correct me if I'm wrong). Hidden meaning aside, I loved the images that ran through my head. Thanks for posting! Dawn gives birth to a new day. |
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Earl Robertson Senior Member
since 2008-01-21
Posts 753BC, Canada |
Thanks allot you guys!! You're very very close. Espiecaily the Assasin. I'm just going to give you the two quotes this is based on and see what parralels you can come up with. "War is the art of deception..." "All is fair in love and war" There's a lot of details in there that are interesting but if this stays active I'll probably end up giving you the obscure ones. (I don't dought your guys ability to get most of them!) Thanks for reading! "Be Strong and Always Remember what made you you." Earl |
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xbrokenxlullabyx Junior Member
since 2007-12-25
Posts 36NJ, U.S.A. |
this is one of the best poems I've seen on here in a while. i lvoe the last line, very haunting Susanna V. |
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hiddensmiles Senior Member
since 2008-02-07
Posts 514at the beach... i wish |
great write JJ |
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