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[sid] => 66823
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Crescent Moon
[time] => 2004-10-10 09:19:59
[hometext] => This poem is my personal view of how a militant socitey is really treated. Dedicated to the DOD.
[bodytext] => Visions of the cresent moon Gives me all the wanted truth My welcome here is over-used Leaving would be the wisest move This symbol represents this land So, who am I to alter man? Though I play the part of fool I have no appeals in their renewal This is why I stand alone The welcome that I lost was home The part of me that wants to cry Is the part of me that is subject to die The part of me I cannot free Is the part of me that curses me Asking self to settle please Take no faults to what you've seen However, you're an added soul God forbid they box you home Then you become a soldier squared With more than just your hearing impaired There you are The Forgotten Corpse And to think your employers felt remorse The only ones who cared was blood Yours was the only life they judged You meant more than just a flag You were even a hero in th eyes of your Dad The day has come and you were lost To them a legend, but to others forgot The day has come and you were lost To them a legend, but to others forgot -Mr. Murdock [comments] => 2 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 57 [informant] => Hosea [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => war )
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