#cannons
It's all quiet on the Eastern seaboard today,
As we pause for a century of Armistice Days,
Can any armed conflict pave the way,
For the peace on Earth for which we pray?
To the Anzacs upstairs we give a wave,
Our tribute to our young troops so brave,
We hear ghosts of cannons roar asunder,
Today we all stop to wonder,
We'll never know what they went through,
To make a future for me and you,
Red poppies are flowering again,
The silent bloom of a lost generation,
So we pause for a century of Armistice Days,
Let's hope for peace to be our way,
Yes, it's all quiet on the Eastern seaboard today,
"Thank you" is what we'd really like to say!
Nov 10, 2018
Nov 10, 2018 at 7:36 PM UTC
I find myself wanting to cause you pain.
Every time that feeling rises up,
My scouring stick packs it down tight.
I can’t, after all lash out.
It’s the high road or nothing,
If only to prove I’m better then you.
But eventually after they’re aimed true,
The cry for “All cannons open fire!” will ring out.
And I will bring thunder down upon you.
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 1:58 AM UTC
can i trust myself with my thoughts and concerns
like trusting a baby with a young puppy alone
but when i sit in silence and you cross my mind
i destroy myself with harsh thoughts and words
like a war with myself featuring bullets and cannons
and i may seem happy but when i am alone
i think of nothing but destruction around
Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 9:31 PM UTC