Best Crusader Poems

I cannot focus on the focal point to equivocal, the pain in my memory, to memorial site. The night smells gunpowder in the middle galaxy to summon the smart, south to Saturn where I rest my head. The soup cannot aroma from arrow to victory...

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On the cusp of the night, forged by the steel of his will
Poised on the edge of forever, eternally still
Patient as time, as the yesteryears mark where he's been
Different from man, for the harrowing sights that he's seen

He once lived a life, full of promise...

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hammered anvil dark heavy with silver beaten head
cooled now after the silver sword
with steaming sizzle and hiss
met with the cold water’s kiss
hardened, sharpened, beaten but undefeated
ready for battle, eager to be wielded
by strengthened and well-trained arm
into battle, in to battle, kill and harm
defending, attacking, parrying,...

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Why, in the world, is there so much control?
Society is curled, to someone else's goal.
Human rights and freedom, are now stated in law,
Those rules though, the 1%, still seem to ignore,
Guess that's allowed, after a cosy dinner at dave's?
This sunken economy, that more taxes will...

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Those heavenly bodies,
they'll rend your mind to ribbons.
It's true;
But first, you must be willing to play the part.
Only the blind, deaf, dumb, and pious need apply.
You'll sit in your padded seat, nodding.
So sad, it's true, and who are you?
Lips blue, eyes black. A warm cadaver...

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What happened to the stories
of men that came to see her at night?
Some had wings
and even took flight
to her window.
Some were brave
and went off to fight.
Some had vision
and created sight
for their people.
There is always one
though that stands above.
Crimson red
a heart of love.
Often becomes
the woman's dove
after...

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A masked crusader
leapt off the screen
and stepped into 
my nightmarish dream

and with a Biff! And a Boff!
he fought off my foe
from the kind of dream threats
we all know

and then he turned 
quickly looked me in the eye
and said; “this is where 
I have to say...

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I shall be a marauder
Looting and plundering
I refuse to kill though
Even in the name of religion? Someone asks.
Especially in the name of religion, I reply....

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Crusader

Back in our history of the blest
We had the great crusades
Men with red crosses on their chest
Swords against the Scimitar blades

Yes battles fought and lives were lost 
Religious faith, obsession
The same true God, the awful cost
Death scythe’d with great aggression.


Todays evil ones would murder all
Is...

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And we sat under 
A gazebo that sat 
Under palm trees, 
Standing and smiling 
At our seashore,
Emptying kegs of 
Palmwine in our 
Calabash and... 
And then emptying 
The calabash in our 
Stomachs...
An exquisite experience, 
I daresay!

The periwinkle-gatherer 
Alighted from her  
Canoe that arrived from...

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Batman, Batman
Where are you today
Can't you see the villain
Almost on his way
He's ready with his hatred
He's filling lives with lies
Pretending he's innocent
and laws don't apply
Batman, are you listening
or have you chosen his side
You've always stood for justice
Like the woman with blinded eye's
His manner is so...

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Child Crusader
 
My life is not my own,
but a tribute for a greater sake.
Striving to make better a world,
that children did not make.

Giving a child a chance to live,
unlike us from way back when.
Preventing a repeat of a childhood,
from happening all over again.

In doing so,...

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How to prune the heart?
Echoing the rhythm of "Maqomat Ras".
I trembled with childlike syntax.
Monarchs and nobility operated under rules.
Faith versus the truth.

I put all my mental energy into this.
I waddled towards the front door.
I beg, proclaim for nothing, and debris splits.
Where is the sparkling heart?

Rest...

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