The Knight

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Knights a coming, while the chorus is humming

The girls, streak past always passing

Celebrities howl, so they're always fasting

Rare days when fame, came from power

Making love, and inventing like a new flower


Days of the Knight, when the light was unseen

Dark days, but there was hidden gleam

When the chivalry shone through like a laser beam

Never had to be on the same team, it would seem


Dark nights howl, as the world seems low

When a old man is attacked for some dough

And a young girls raped, for the pleasure of chemical

And thats life is no excuse for this mans moral


It's a vain look for truth when your creeping down the roof

Trying to be free, when you make us all see

Your creative art in the form of stealth

Seep into the darkness that you made, for your health


Teenage wasteland makes me see life worth of sand

Its either this or hundreds of young men dead in no mans land

When the machine guns roar, and the missiles soar

All we can say is we've seen it all before.

Submitted: June 14, 2007

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Celebrity status is a lot like being a member of royalty. In that:

Once a King! Always a King!

Once a Knight! Should be enough!

Sorry for that.

Happier trails,

Ed Bradley.

Thu, June 14th, 2007 10:54pm

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