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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Hearts Of Rusted Iron And Cold Steel Riding along paths of illusions, glory bound- Men with steel and fever in hard beating hearts, Minds driven by deep desires and aching pains Emotions deeper than anger's greatest depths- Souls with sharpened sabers in their polished scabbards Careful in their pride, they nourished goulish intensities Upon spirited horses, they gallop into hell's darkest dins With courage of demons loosed by the devil's own hands- In the force of ages, iron blood rising to claim At the price of death and hot savage burnings Rare treasures men seek but can never find. Should life rest within their grasping claws They that know only darkness and evil desires Greedy that nothing slips through their paws! What of the poor and weak, hiding in modern caves And the innocent that cry for sweet relief And homes, peaceful in their decaying cities And children, eager to live life and learn And Nature's unending course filled with wonder And the world's promises of forever tomorrows Shall fate stand aside to bend to that dark will Shall wicked deeds serve these gods of lust. When time and its destruction allow such victories Hope comes as an illusion of death's rewards Can mankind, find another path for survival Or will dark tragedy and loss of all prevail? Robert J. Lindley, 11-27-2015 Poetry form- Free Verse Note- Muse this morn informed me that she wanted a change, so get up and write anything but a sonnet.... I sat down and in an angry mood and this flowed out...
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