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Forgotten

Forgotten So many have died Slaves executed by the rich Warriors placed in battle with each other Blood spilt in the name of entertainment Forced to fight Forced to kill Forced to die They lived in total hell Wounds left open Bleeding into the sand Food barely enough to stay alive How would they be remembered? Their names will not be passed down They will be scratched into rock Hidden by the passage of time Found a thousand years later Worn and eroded Their names are in museums Viewed by thousands Remembered by none Their stories are never retold They lived They fought They died And now they are forgotten

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 3/2/2012 12:31:00 AM
As always such deep feeling and understanding of human suffering.
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Date: 2/26/2012 9:03:00 PM
Robert...deep..... nice poem.. enjoyed stopping by tonight ;-) Have yourself a great night,~always*PD
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Date: 2/25/2012 10:37:00 PM
this is pure and a truth that most people don't understand i really appreciate you writing this. Read mine and comment :) bless you..
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