Don’t forget to repeat our truth in unison Stand up straight with proper military bearing Forget your conscience; such things are done Keep on moving toward the triumph of the daring
Unfurl the banners so that we might recite Let the people know what we’re fighting for Light the fires, so the boys may march by night Let them live out their dreams in the glories of war
Remain focused- don’t live within your heads For the battle is real, so is the carnage by the blade You need to stay loyal or your sons will wind up dead Listen to the drums, forget the thoughts we’ve forbade
This existence is painful, but hell will be hotter Don’t return with blood soaked memories to spurn Live up to the fullest; embrace the full-bodied slaughter Raise your swords to the sky & let the traitors burn
Flaming sauerkraut stud muffin A condensed version of radial glory Knowing full well where life begins The translucent strands of our story Calculating Parisian jazz statistics Veiled through the rummy, filtered grime Distance equals an unfettered stump When satisfaction measured in Lycra & time Logbooks; surmounting the tepid schedule All aboard the mourning run of the downtown train Sunrise catching your weary eyes Early summer rain prepositions our inaugural hurricane
*I was bogged down and couldn’t write so I just started writing nonsense until I was inspired to create something. It is what it is.
Our dreams hold us hostage Chained to our high ideals Lost to our intemperate youth The past reaches out & steals Time lost to us; never again What’s forgotten can’t be regained Our lives are our creation Figments we’ll never fully explain