Natures Soldier
Formation of water appearing on his head
Lying lifeless the beads of cold run down to his heart
Beatless it waits for any sign of life
Like a rose, his body insists for the morning sun
His soul left him not 2 hours ago
Cut down short by a dagger in his chest
The lonely water propells into his wound
Cleansing it of remorse and guilt
Too later, he cannot feel the healing power of nature
As dawn breaks and the sun beams into his bones
Drying his darkness and relieving his dead mind
The day has cleansed this lost being
Mother nature has kissed his body with her tears
Warmth of the sun has eliminated his evil ways
For now he is part of our world....her world
Decomposing for others to feed off
Good or bad everyone needs to pass
Soon time will get you, and when it does
Will the sun heal your wounds
Or will the water cleanse your soul
Or will it be too late......
Copyright © Penn Kname | Year Posted 2006
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