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44 Drops of Blood

by Coui Kim MinSu JA

Silence has consumed my lonesome soul
Beneath the sheets of my darkest fall
I broke my armor, my helmet and my sword
I lost the battle after I gave my all.

These hostile MOROns speak the language of war
Treachery is their dialect, how nasty they are!
They house the villains, they feed the crooks
Yet they always call their god, every time they shoot.

I lost my sight though not am I blind,
Revenge is the light, the only light i find
My wrath and my curse are constantly roaring
Within my heart I can no longer contain.

With these 44 drops of blood I solemnly swear
Doom are these wicked, for gone are my fears
Now, I raise this peaceful banner and flip it up RED
Cause I thirst and hunger for all of their HEADS.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 5/4/2019 7:20:00 AM
This is such a real reflection on the Fallen 44. I wish you'd post poems soon.
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Date: 8/20/2016 6:33:00 AM
It's in honor of the Fallen 44, isn't it??? An amazing form of symbolism
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Date: 3/21/2016 9:06:00 PM
nice to see this one again, Jasper. Linda
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Date: 1/15/2016 9:13:00 PM
Jasper, I like every line of your poem above. Thank you for sharing. ** SKAT **
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Date: 3/6/2015 3:12:00 AM
JASPER, A nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I want to be the first to invite you on over to the contest page. I OFFER MY CONTEST in hopes it inspires you in some way. I will enjoy following you and your poetry:) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy 2015, with New Poet Friends @-> LINDA <-@
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Date: 3/4/2015 6:04:00 AM
serious words of rage unfathomable to one not so engaged, jasper may you find the light of sure knowledge
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