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Shoot Not The Survivors
by Jersey D GibsonLived a lifetime of hell,
in this moment of time.
Feels like I've pushed this boulder
up the hill an eternity.
Scars forming, blood crusting,
wounds that will eventually heal.
Look in my eyes, what do you see
do you think your pettiness can scare me?
Bones will mend, memories will fade,
eventually the lesson will be learned.
But the tragedy of it all is when
the final betrayal catches us in the end.
No tears spared or sweat gleened
off our brows will stop us.
No force on Earth will ever conquer
the indominatable human spirit. 04/01/2003 Posted on 04/02/2003
Copyright © 2024 Jersey D Gibson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Adrian Calhoun on 04/02/03 at 04:37 AM YEAH!!!! Powerful piece Jersey. Awesome writing brother. |
| Posted by Andrew S Adams on 04/02/03 at 04:41 PM i am floored by this jersey. a powerful moving piece. |
| Posted by Betania Tesch on 04/06/03 at 06:32 AM right on, my friend, right on. *does manly high five thing* yeaaaah. I'm tuff. *growls* |
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