Best Lovehero Poems


Freedom

It started in Stirling, English blood was shed 
A hero was named, All around men lay dead 
The claymore was wielded against many a foe 
Ancient scores settled with every blow 

We marched south to york, a city to sack
ramming down the gate it broke the men's  back
Once inside we ransacked the town
English bodies dead pilled high on the ground 
The kings nephew commanded, we cut of his head 
We put it in a basket to London it was sent

Now on to Falkirk, we were flanked by a foe 
The nobles were bought off, our country was sold 
They would not commit to the battle that day
Cowards and scoundrels were Albas nobles that day 

Our cowardly nobles, a Hero betrayed 
On a slab in London executed he lay 
He would not submit to English tyranny 
Alba Gu Bragh were the words that he said

What Lays Ahead

Lights out, no belief in the world but the people need someone to believe in!
Everybody's a hero in this world, even those who seem like true villains.
We all look up to someone no matter how old or how tall they are. It's our own soul that
leads us to be what we wanna be.
A Hero or a Villain only you decide what team you're going to play for.

Drugs tore my family apart but it gets worse.
My grandma's getting old, my sister lost custody over her kids, my grades are slippin' but
it's not because I'm a fraud hiding behind this confusing mist. Let's just call that
reason number two.
Do you wanna continue on this road? Or do you wanna see something different for a change?

You fell in love in sixth grade with this Peruvian eighth grader but you knew it wasn't
meant to be.
You kept on fighting, you kept on walking not knowing what's up ahead.
You followed His voice and you're still following it today.
But ask yourself one more time...am I supposed to know what lays ahead?

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