Poem -
Beggar's Grave
Rustic flowers on beggarβs grave
A gift for one I could not save
Mortality held in palm of hand
Slips past like bullet brand
Grim t'was assassinβs name
Unfortunate tis a lifeless claim
Self-imposed a fixed paradox
Un-ornate tis a humble box
Etched on a shoddy stone,
βThwarted by self-dethroneβ
Idle tis a woeful impart
No pardon mends a wartorn heart
Unheard a soldierβs beseech
For peace, he could not reach
On lips, scath words bled
It'd be best if I were dead
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Suicide is so sad. You've managed to write something beautiful about a subject so terrible x
thank you for your support
The world wars have been tragic, mostly little boys with guns...that's the bit that gets me, we sacrificed our children, so much for the beauty of mankind. Sad write ?
Thank you kindly Marion for your supportΒ
" Beggars, can not be choosers ! " You, have to take what you, are given. As, in life, or the way you die. The varied " natural " defining through probability, associated with graded " risk, " what happens. And, what does not, to you.
You, must accept, fates cruel hand, played. When, ITS POWER is expressed, by event. Circumstance, or perhaps actions of others, settling the score. In, your favour, or not. Know, the fragility of life, to understand your place, within time and space. Any " soldier " realizes the " Quirk...of fate " can take from you, everything.Β
You, must appreciate the risk, in every thing, you do !Β :)
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Thank you kindly for your support RichardΒ
:) Take care. Enjoy, life. As long as you are well. And, active.
TO, HEALTH....AND, HAPPINESS.Β
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W, T.F !!Β :)Β x
" The Force ! "Β Is, where ?
" YOU, DECIDE. " In, your own, time ! And, " space " ?Β :) :)
FIGHT, to, win the peace !
After conflict, comes, the task. To, bring about better. Defying what has been taken. From you, through war.
See, the prize. Cut through, lies. Find liberty. To, express yourself. You, know IT IS A MUST. Sense, your place, in history. Where, and when you are born. And, all that, means.Β X
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XΒ " PerpleX....the, HeX ! "Β Β :)
Thank you kindly Richard you persistence makes me smile.Β
" What, do you, think, makes me...smile ? " HAVE, A GUESS. Why, don't you ?Β X
To make others smile..... and to reciprocate.Β
" It, is not f..king war ! " I,can, tell you.Β Honestly.
" YOU, DO NOT KNOW. YOU, WERE NOT THERE ! "
?Β Sorry ?Β :)
I was in Vietnam when it first started ... I was very young
" WE HAVE HEARD, ENOUGH. ABOUT, THAT ! " Thank you. Very much. Understand ?Β X
War is not pleasant no. But it may be necessary at times. I donβt believe in hurting others myself so I Β shy away from the fightΒ
" GOOD, ON YOU ! "
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hugs to you Richard. thank you for commenting