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Jack the Hero

It was a cold autumn evening Outside filled with chill It was dark there too As the mayor was just killed The street lamps were off We felt the lack of light Life was filled with sorrow The world black and white The city was quiet Noone at the bar People were exauhsted By fighting in the war I could imagine A life with no prayer Just couldn't see A city with no mayor The land was not left with A place for the needy A place for the good Just not the greedy The only thing absent Was a great fighter This land was like A cigarette with no lighter Something was left A very little hope Which reminded me Of a knot in a rope A very brave hero With the name of jack He didn't put a difference between white and black People were scared But he was really steady What i saw was a girl Not crying for her teddy The city was demolished But he was still fighting The people all felt that The cigarette was lighting A victory would be all The citizens ever asked Except the mayor was dead Wasn't really lasted When the time came There was a blast We all knew Our hope didn't last It's time to say RIP Not only to jack But to all the soldiers Who never came back

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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