Marched Poems - Poems about Marched

"African child" African child, so young and bold, On June 16, your story was told. You took to the streets with pride and might, To fight for freedom, for what is right. You faced fear and danger, yet you stood tall, Demanding a future, fair and for all. Your voice rang out, clear and strong, As you...

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I had a chocolate soldier He had a chocolate heart; He had a chocolate lady fair, They never were apart. They marched out in the morning As daytime had begun And there, beneath a cloudless sky, They melted in the sun....

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Time marches on so the gurus say Brilliant deduction, the best for today If time moved backward Starting as an old bastard Ending as a teenager riding a skateboard all day...

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Crushed by WII Brutal arms of Japan Father in prison Brother in heaven But I marched on Crushed by Korean War Brutal arms of North Goodbye, Father See you in heaven But I marched on Crushed by hunger Refugee in an island Fish swam all around No net to catch But I marched on Penniless in America Land of abundance Thirsty and hungry To climb a mountain top But I marched on Yes, I...

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Lofty notions ruffled amongst the rustics, reaching amongst the less broody of the brunch. As the cities held the wealth of the dreams, the men clambered upon the star lights and the moon beams. Grasping in vain of the growls of their plump old wives, they moved and found solitude in sorrow amongst the...

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Warriors of austere adventures, soldiers for suffering and tribe survival, children,peasents,women & men,the penny poor & candid criminals, proud peoples,honest heros, we marched on all the flesh of earth, no terrain was forbidden for the fantastic forbearence of the foriegn fighters, campaigns on the cold clay of Europe's mountain valleys, the smeltering sands of arid Arabia where the sanctuaries are shadows, mundane manuevors...

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I knew there would be a time The day the Angels marched To the River Styx they headed There's evil to be torched Lucifer and his lurid To our surface they have risen As they corrupt, plunder and kill Our survivors to their hell like prisons To eradicate this evil The depths they need to go Combat instead of mediation To match them blow by...

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The hungry wolf inspected the fallen hiker, the injured man couldn’t move, his eyes closed as his mind tried to soothe, not realizing he was being watched with what looked like blood thirsty anticipation, the hungry wolf was full of concentration, he could feel a meal, driven by a carnal sensation, the injured man wouldn’t put up a fight, it was dinner for the...

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Men, lock arms and dig in Hoist the colors and hoist the flags Today, we march across the bridge Across the gorge, along the ridge These men are brave and their faces glow One by one, the soldiers know Beat the kettles and blow the horns Our clothes are ripped and the flags are torn Today, we march across the bridge Across the gorge,...

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