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BATTLE SMITH
Spring to the fall
Maneuver through rough waters
Writings on the wall
a scripture of my fore fathers
Telling me to ride on strong
like a shark on a dolphin
Let the drummers sing a song
some how I still cup a win.
Life they say is a battle field
but my name is Battle Smith
With battle stars on my shoulder
A glorious tale of a battle soldier.
My flag still flying high though shattered but bold
as I pedal to medal till I earn the rose gold.
Oh Lord, help me to see that joy at dawn
because this dark night is getting too long.
Maneuver through rough waters
Writings on the wall
a scripture of my fore fathers
Telling me to ride on strong
like a shark on a dolphin
Let the drummers sing a song
some how I still cup a win.
Life they say is a battle field
but my name is Battle Smith
With battle stars on my shoulder
A glorious tale of a battle soldier.
My flag still flying high though shattered but bold
as I pedal to medal till I earn the rose gold.
Oh Lord, help me to see that joy at dawn
because this dark night is getting too long.
Published 2nd Mar 2018
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2nd Mar 2018 9:17am
great i love the line '' telling me to ride on strong like a shark on a dolphin'' thats beautiful
2nd Mar 2018 9:40am
5th Mar 2018 3:35am
I read a couple of your poems and I must say I like.. When I read them out loud it seemed like I was rapping which is cool. It is very catchy. I like it.
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