I will not run
For your rifle butt
I will not kneel
Beside my grave.
The stony ground
Beneath my feet
I will walk proudly
To the end.
Upon two legs
I stand
Those about me
Are on knees.
So raise your pistol
Architect of crime
Destined for defeat
I will not ask why
Nor will I bow
This moment is mine now.
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Author:
nephilim56 (
Offline) - Published: January 5th, 2025 07:58
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Comments3
I believe many will be just so if and when that time comes.
my thinking exactly, thanks for looking
A poem of courage and pride well worded in a most classical sense that gives it strength and power. Very nice
you are very kind, many thanks
A short piece but powerfully written of bravery and pride, and standing for what they believe in, Enjoyed the read
you are very kind, thanks
You are very welcome
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