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The Wind
An Anthem for the Rebels
Sing with me now, Son
words relayed through generations
Hear it from your Elder's tongue
Fair rulers have come and gone;
still the poor struggle
with little to live on
Until our war is won
keep this song in your heart sung
"The wind slowly wears you down
makes you doubt a friend
Without trust, you may give up
Sell your soul in the end
Drained of desires
except to dream no more - No!
Pillars of systemic oppression
erected Millennia ago
The cruel wind blows
with dust of a desolate mind
absent of any Light and Love
feeds the needful with blight
Dove of Peace in flight
was lost in the Great Storm
Embers of Humanity's Fire
we stoke to keep warm
To sing “No one cares about us”
is to not stand a fighting chance
Though some sang, “Don’t give up”
they did nothing but dance
Since we put the "war" in class warfare
the years have come and gone
Sing with us now, but
don't ever dance to this song"
Sing along with me now, Son
but don't you dare
don't you ever dare
dance to this song
*Note | I want to thank Johnny Blaze of DUP for revamping the old poem.
Old Version - https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/213622-the-wind/
Critique Thread - https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/workshop/read/9350/255/#398020
Sing with me now, Son
words relayed through generations
Hear it from your Elder's tongue
Fair rulers have come and gone;
still the poor struggle
with little to live on
Until our war is won
keep this song in your heart sung
"The wind slowly wears you down
makes you doubt a friend
Without trust, you may give up
Sell your soul in the end
Drained of desires
except to dream no more - No!
Pillars of systemic oppression
erected Millennia ago
The cruel wind blows
with dust of a desolate mind
absent of any Light and Love
feeds the needful with blight
Dove of Peace in flight
was lost in the Great Storm
Embers of Humanity's Fire
we stoke to keep warm
To sing “No one cares about us”
is to not stand a fighting chance
Though some sang, “Don’t give up”
they did nothing but dance
Since we put the "war" in class warfare
the years have come and gone
Sing with us now, but
don't ever dance to this song"
Sing along with me now, Son
but don't you dare
don't you ever dare
dance to this song
*Note | I want to thank Johnny Blaze of DUP for revamping the old poem.
Old Version - https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/213622-the-wind/
Critique Thread - https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/workshop/read/9350/255/#398020
Published 15th Jun 2017
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15th Jun 2017 8:39am
15th Jun 2017 9:58am
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15th Jun 2017 8:56am
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15th Jun 2017 10:00am
anthem for the warriors. Anathema for the oppressors. The Song is the dance of the winds cyclonic.
22nd Jun 2017 2:06pm
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Best of Luck and thank you for being a member of the Deep Side! Poet
