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As walked with the devil accept no fear.
Moans of pain affected only by a cowards ear.
Valleys light lit the darkest hour.
Through sands of time became sour.
Tides always turn nevertheless.
For our prolonged hiatus for the best.
The ones known by many I give thanks.
To those few who walk to meet the planks.
Frame by frame pages are torn.
For those are no longer sworn.
Only acquired by many past tense hate.
As we build our bridge for future date.
He conquer sight Long lived by one tale.
See as he will, guided to see no fail.
As his course viewd by multiple eyes.
All known why, in history he lies.
-Joseph B Schneider
© Joseph B Schneider. All rights reserved
I wrote this back in 2010. The first poem I actually ever wrote.
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