Best Last Stand Poems

An ancient twilight tree now stands alone
with weakened cries of olden creak and groan;
winter’s rattling winds do rise and shake it - 

in stark silhouette shriveled and reaching
wizened limbs thirst for Mercy beseeching;
prides the deep roots he laid down that did knit -

Nature bemoans as...

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One night I had a dream.  I heard a blood curdling scream.
It was death approaching me....
     Thirty-two years I've escaped the clutches of death
I'm exhausted and out of breath
     It's time to straighten my tie and...

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I climbed the mountains, I've trodden the plains
I walked in the scorching sun and also the rains
I reached far ends and may be crossed the lines
Through the fangs and sometimes tides
But luck goes to he who keeps alive
For it's the wages of every persistent strive
And...

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Who was it that has sent you here this day?
Timed with chance by a wronged man's suspicions.
An accurate surprise shot you this way.
 
It was quick like me shutting this small book.
Death before repentance on back slide slope.
Smoother than oil drops on honeycomb's hook.
 
Left...

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THE LAST STAND

Where have all my people gone, the Navaho, Lakota, and the Sue,
Smothered beneath the white man's blanket,
Chocking for a breath of airs life's sustaining oxygen.
The beating heart of native drums, are stilled frozen,
In the middle of it's rhythmic thumping, no pulses echo,
Can be...

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When Sitting Bull and Colonel Custer were locked in mortal battle,

   And with arrows flying and heard was the muskets' fearsome rattle,

      Finally surrounded and when all hope was lost, Custer was heard to say,

   ...

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i'm a soldier fighting in a war death all around how can this be my sargent blood is all over me!oh god he is dead that makes me in charge of my squad!we are connered we are all going too die westart shooting them for...

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He steps outside to ease his troubled mind.  Wind grabs at his tattered cloak; 
spray from the furious waves mock the firmness of his belief in safety.  Feelings 
alone hold him together dancing wildly from each tingling hair to those receptors 
that step...

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I stand in defense of decorum and civility
Spirited debates over a cup of tea
I'm a staunch supporter of the art of statesmanship

To be worthy of my fealty
To gain my unwavering loyalty
You must possess integrity and have a guileless lip

I will demand no less
I will cross...

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Last night in my slumber I saw destruction and death
It wasn’t caused by the riots, heroin or meth
There was no discrimination, no discernible math
It laid waste to all that stood in its path

It rained fire in the east and then quickly moved west
Many were consumed,...

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I need to break out, I need to break through,
It’s all about me and squat about you.
Lord let me shine, put me to test
Show them my mettle, my very true best.

I’m in this to win, don’t stand in my way,
I’ve always been great to make...

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No more need to really ever stare
Rarely see a lady fair
Gone are days when to be was bold
You Eyed them all
But now we're old
Funny how the years flew by
Same white clouds
Same blue sky
Just see with eyes
And aging bones
The babes pass by
Now they have their hand...

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Be not so quick
To announce our death
Set aside your shovel and your spade
There will be no burial here
Not as long as these lips have words to form
Or there are tales to be spun
From these withered hands
Yes, we have been quiet
Overwhelmed by today’s clutter
You live too...

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When a horse is on his knee
Don't shoot him till he stands
One so proud, a final plea
Is his to stay your hands
 
Will you drag him when he's dead
Should you tear his flesh and mane
Leave him there to shed
His glory in the rain
 
For when...

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Night turns to day
Day turns to night
Past the past
But that’s all right
It has come once at last
Our final calling
Our final stand
We’ve came so far
With the stroke of a hand
With the thought of the mind
Finally shown
 Is the unappreciated sign
Of which one can leave
All the past...

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