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Nov 2014
The battle field of
My being never sleeps
Where sweet sugar from
My soul lives in trenches
As the battle  rages on
Bombarded by shells
My heart nests in bunkers
Where ears become death
With the sound of hatred

My heart consolidates its
Strength in the shared
Responsibility of war
As I fight for brother and sister
And honor all those
Who came before
Let no one die in vain
As the stillness in my center
Marches out like thunder
As armies are accessed
I fight the silent war

For my gentle acceptance is far
More bolder and carries greater
Power than you world
And my silence carries
Ferocious fires from
Many dragons
As my heart drinks the
Bitter taste of unfairness
And  sprinkles sugar
Making  lemonade

With the strength of
Charging Rhino
I fight the peaceful war
Sitting still and softly
I let nestle and rest
Upon my chest
Fear , anger and depression
Where they make a cosy nest
Fended of by fountain spring
My loving heart turns
The battle field green
As I fight the passive war
not sure how this turned out thought i might as well , put it up
Written by
Adam Childs  Lyme Regis
(Lyme Regis)   
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