My Pocket Bible

coachchris
coachchris Kelowna, British Columbia, Canada Posts: 749
edited July 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
As I walk down the beach
my gun in my hand
the troops pushed on
as I was in command

Over the horizon
we see many others
I spread the army out
so there's more ground we cover

On we rushed
like fools late for dinner
would we have ran so fast
if we knew they'd be the winner?

A mistake at command
was obviously made
so many years later
still every day I pay

My troops left in blood
a massacre never seen
I owe it to my pocket bible
that kept my uniform clean
Adolescence in essence is all about trust.
Leaving is for the answering machine.
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  • depopulationINC
    depopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    coachchris wrote:
    As I walk down the beach
    my gun in my hand
    the troops pushed on
    as I was in command

    Over the horizon
    we see many others
    I spread the army out
    so there's more ground we cover

    On we rushed
    like fools late for dinner
    would we have ran so fast
    if we knew they'd be the winner?

    A mistake at command
    was obviously made
    so many years later
    still every day I pay

    My troops left in blood
    a massacre never seen
    I owe it to my pocket bible
    that kept my uniform clean


    powerful stuff
    trully amazing
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key

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