Warrior's Pledge... (Part Two)
well, i've known poverty's ashes,
felt hunger's hot tears.
i've been to the place,
where men face their fears.
grieved the wars of the foolish,
the indifference of those that should know.
and known the bitter taste
of the seeds that we've sowed.
i've seen the old woman dying,
in a room by herself.
seen everything she loved,
put back on the shelf.
felt the hate and the greed
of those who buy and sell.
i've seen the distant shore,
and i've walked through hell.
i've felt the weight of my actions,
that cant be denied.
i've stood before the mirror,
with nothing to hide.
i've fallen and crawled,
but kept staggering on.
in the company of many,
and often alone...
i've written the words of my heart,
with a pen dripping blood.
i've crossed the last river,
and stomped through the mud.
with the prayers of the children,
and the eyes of the hawk.
to the place of closeness,
where spirits can talk.
i'll stare deep and unashamed,
into God's eyes.
as i lay down my journey,
where the soul never dies.
where names be forgotten,
but hands clasp as one.
through the valley of darkness,
to the feet of the sun!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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