Bronze Glazed Trophy
The attack of virtues destroyed
Ancient thoughts seek new beginnings
Missile traced land cultivated by might
Beyond the distance beholds new light.
And the books foretold these days to come
Flaming birds to ignite the sky
The earth to quake as mountains crumble
Within the depths hides the eyes of man
In the words of their God Amen.
A steed stands in triumph
A site within it’s fiery glare
Bronze glazed trophy of God’s hand
Looking forth to the rainbow cleared sky
Bold in the Heavens eye.
Together we take upon this desolate wasteland
Where life strives no more
Heat scorched bodies molded in their flesh burnt scent
Lie scattered about
Struck down by the hand of government.
Still I ride this valiant steed
Images in a waking dream
Chasing the distant rainbow of promise
For man to regain life within a new light
We shall ride on through the night.
Unto the ancients as they rescind from the sky
Seeking new ways for mankind
Forgiveness of their hatred sins
For life is love without the bomb
Or else mankind was wrong.
Copyright © Darren J Mcmurray | Year Posted 2008
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