My OperaMmmmmmmm
Monday, March 9, 2009 11:30:46 PM
Pros and cons
Poised, not prepared but resolute
The balance so razor fine, hard to distinguish
No more time for talking, for compromises
There can be no more peace.
Sergeants, Captains, Generals, Warlords
Their words still echo on these forlorn plains
Of honour and righteousness, of love and truth
Drift in the minds of those about to die.
There is no return, the future is set
From this conflict, this battle of wills
The casualties will be great and the atrocities severe.
There can be no return, war will be waged this day.
When the clamour of fighting and dying fades
As the blood seeps from the epic contest
The victor will be doomed to question the price
For everything will forever be less than before.
Poised, not prepared but resolute
The balance so razor fine, hard to distinguish
No more time for talking, for compromises
There can be no more peace.
Sergeants, Captains, Generals, Warlords
Their words still echo on these forlorn plains
Of honour and righteousness, of love and truth
Drift in the minds of those about to die.
There is no return, the future is set
From this conflict, this battle of wills
The casualties will be great and the atrocities severe.
There can be no return, war will be waged this day.
When the clamour of fighting and dying fades
As the blood seeps from the epic contest
The victor will be doomed to question the price
For everything will forever be less than before.
RobiRobynA # Tuesday, March 10, 2009 5:57:13 AM
YmePinkyGeneral # Wednesday, March 11, 2009 2:43:18 PM
That said, anything, like above, that happens after midnight ... can never be a good thing.
RobiRobynA # Wednesday, March 11, 2009 7:29:56 PM
Fikile Jusylipz # Monday, March 16, 2009 9:09:10 PM