A Warrior Soldier So Stands Tall
Pristine passes waters drenches my soul
Distilled covered taste like arrested gold
Pour me a cup of bleyhl
Drink up my beaten child
Enslaved by the corpses Warrior bones
Surrender or not righteousness you have chose
Distilled displaced disgraced
Above all you are distant
Phantom the warriors lost
Run not child stand by the cross
7/16/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2021
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