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| Luke Poems Etc |
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| From the front of the book: The young must grow old, Whilst old ones grow older, And cowards will shrink, As the bold grow bolder. Courage may blossom in quiet hearts, For who can tell where bravery starts? Truth is a song, oft lying unsung, Some mother bird, protecting her young, Those who lay down their lives for friends, The echo rolls onward, it seldom ends. Who never turned and ran, but stayed? This is a warrior born, not made! Living peace, aye many a season, Calm in life and sound in reason, 'Til evil arrives, a wicked horde, Driving a warrior to pick up his sword, The challenger rings then, straight and fair, Justice is with us, beware. Beware! More Coming Soon... |
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