Hate Monger's Grandstanding

Last man standing
in a world of outlandish
viewing the enemy and weapon
.....they brandish
words are accursed
thoughts even worse
sympathy felt....for who fell first

Caught in the crossfire
situation dims dire
fading is the glory
for the gun for hire

Fight on,must persist
as this last man resist
clutches of the anger
amongst our midst

Fear not is his call
as he stands for us all
a shield of strength
a protective wall

Last man standing
his love is outstanding
pure weapon of choice
against those grandstanding.....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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