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Survivors Part 1

Just beyond those tall trees Lies my father’s humble hut If we embraces a little speed We’ll be there without delay I feel so much weakness inside I think no more of going further My legs bleed; I’ve lost much blood Dying here or there is all the same Speak no more of death Alluyah You’re not dying, let’s move on Lest, they come and meet us here And we both be killed for this attempt If we did not, what we have done Would we not have been killed the same? Do I now fear death for making a move And following the lead of my own heart? I do not wish that you sit and speak But walk and cover some distance at least That’ll take us farther than closer to them That we together may rescue the rest Go ahead; I don’t think I still can If indeed I close my eyes in death Make sure from here, you leave and live That you may tell the story to all

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 11/29/2012 1:02:00 AM
I love this Reuben.The conversational style you've employed makes the story in the poem very interesting to read. And the themes of death and survival have been brought out well. Well done.
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