hold my hand
talk about life
tell me from experience
share an answer
question life's motives
holding my hand
walking on gravel
with hope leading the way
when you at least expected
a hero will be called
with out hesitation
the lord will ask
a split decision
not even realizing it
sacrifice was made
my fingers slipped from his hand
life is there
life is gone
I prey
with life's scarifies
tingling with sensation
deaths just the beginning
prayer answered
but at a cost
died a hero
in remembrance
I stand
Author notes
the boy who saved me, my hero
do you understand the concept...did you like it?
Comments
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Hero......
This is a nice poem, there are lots of heros, but they are usualy not the ones you want them to be.


