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To Silence a Hero A sacrifice of blood, To wash away what fat just carved, First portion is never for us That swirling feasts upon the rocky peaks, I am powerless before bolts and prayers, Even with temples that towers above Or walls and forts with men as strong, But all should be devoted For a sprinkle of love or compassion From mood and appetite as large. Thus I cast my soul into oblivion When stallions and steel set for honor and love, That consumes all, either mold or polished hall, So to summon what fury of life Hoping a day all darkness be crushed. For salvation that’ll never be my prize, Either seed be sowed of wither or growth, Or crossroad of choice, if granted before me, Immortality isn’t fit for heroic chants, Bravery isn’t determined by leash in bound. Nevertheless, with ignorance and pride, A choice of beauty, a luring charm, Bounded by wills not of my own, I must stand on forward and march, Even if it’s just a game That will be printed on paper as plain. Written in Chicago and on Infinity of the Celebrity Cruise Line 2006/7/30 -- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Let not a drop of desire Disturb the heart in ripples ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 218.170.114.70