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Glory Evermore: dirge
With slow and silent steps it comes encroaching on the day, the shadow of the night that grows to fill the world with gray. Oh, come and join the battle, child, for glory evermore. War on its march to midnight … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, battle, dirge, futility, glory, illusion, poetic forms, sacrifice, war
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Let Loose Your Weapons: a dirge
Let loose your weapons, guns and swords! Forget your sovereign gods and lords! The old ways must be left behind for us to learn how to survive. Forget rigid philosophy that separates your me from thee, those ancient and quite … Continue reading
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Tagged death, dirge, evolution, futility, philosophy, poetic forms, sadness, senseless violence
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