The battle and the honour


The slaughter and burn
take life's out
nothing in return

But the blood
on their hands
silent is waiting

For revenge
the dark in their heart
start to burning again

And a new battle
is starting
over again




Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2006-06-12 at 12:52

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Dan Cederholm
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There is always a new battle . . .

but my battle is myself

but I think its gonna go good!!!


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2006-06-12


Kathy Lockhart
Truth speaks loud and clear in this poem! kathy
2006-06-12


Dan Cederholm
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Yes and there is no honour!!!

Bellieve me!!!


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2006-06-12


Indra
It's a nerverending battle between good and evil, dark and light...
2006-06-12


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
hey Dan a very clever poem and i love your three line stansa structure
2006-06-12