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stumbling backwards.

Son of the fallen.
rise up, stand up, make your way.yeah, be counted.
long arms, reach up, watch your back.
there's no such thing as a friend.

Pirates make their own  luck.
But don't forget your dreams, and all the words you shouted.
Take what you can. Apologize for nothing.
Prepare yourself for a bitter fucking end.

Blood of the fallen.
flow through, pump in, this heart.
be processed, be counted.
careful son. when your in the belly of the vulture.
no return. from what is eminent.

the revolution will be televised.
but will i ever see it with my eyes?
unanswered questions.
time is running out.

keep faith alive, keep your hand over your mouth.

when the bombs are dropping, and the tear gas is foaming in.

never forget your feet, never forget your sin.

 

Time to feel alive again. 

Time to be stronger.

time  to face failure.

break free from your stand still.

onward young soilder, onward.

signs of a better world, causes we understand.

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  • SpydurPoet gold member
    September 3

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    Wow. This is amazing. Feels like it could easily be turned into a song. But I am sure you knew that. You're an incredible writer. This was dark and powerful.
    Write on.
    ~*~SP~*~