With my head in the heavens and my feet on earth, contemplating life
05 August 2005
Live
No armor strong enough To protect me None impervious to the wound of death So throw back my head Scream like a Pict Running full being into battle Until the end And live
I thought this poem was good when I read it a week ago. I still like it now. :) It might be even better if you removed the second-to-last line, however, because I don't think you need it. Altogether, I know the feeling the poem is communicating, and I think it is authentically done.
(I am commenting critically, as requested on the phone.) :)
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I thought this poem was good when I read it a week ago. I still like it now. :) It might be even better if you removed the second-to-last line, however, because I don't think you need it. Altogether, I know the feeling the poem is communicating, and I think it is authentically done.
(I am commenting critically, as requested on the phone.) :)
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