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You know the drill.
"Cast In Bronze"
The figure, shapely and nimble With fingers turning to leaves Runs through the forest as a monkey through trees
On seated marble, the shadow Casts a light in to the eyes Of the gentle giant of alloy Basking brightly into skies
The blue, the gray, the sounds Of cannon fire and rifle shots Inundating the bravery of the few Only to fall, and so the body rots
In glimpses of visions we see That which Moses could not enter Into the land of milk and honey We gravitate to the center
Around and around the globe will spin Turning on axis and taking in sun And all of space digests this whim As we progress to other ones.
The day is over, the night begun How tragic is it we never won If only fate had been more kind We'd all live happily within our minds
Draw from this statue all ye may The giant sits in ruins of clay Until the day the winds sweep away All that is rotten, all that's decayed.
-peruban
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Ok, I couldn't decide on a specific topic so I mixed Civil War references with Greek mythology. I also didn't stick to a specific meter or rhyme sequence but I think it works.
Post away, folks!
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