Drafters Poems - Poems about Drafters

...She was a woman who had a little hair on her chin. She was older, robust, called simply Old Finn. It did not make sense that they called her this at nineteen. Still, she was the wisest one in the ......

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...'Father, Forgive Our Doubt!' Is it just being human to hate a truth teller, To hide when a man like Christ shines in his truth, To dismiss His transparent reveals as man'......

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...I've seen trebuchets thrust rocks into crowds. I've heard the weeping of the wounded pray. I've walked through blood clad fields and screamed aloud. Not a sound or even a whisper came. I've felt ......

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