Bob and Alex Eichen Poems

Will it hurt?
OH YES
Does it have to?
YES, I'M AFRAID IT DOES
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When the Banner Knight would close his eyes, he'd see a million faces,
of all the men that he had killed, men of many races.
And more faces, he did see, when fast asleep in bed,
of all the sinners in the world, that by his axe lay dead.
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The Banner Knight had one regret,
it's image in the mirror set.
He'd see it when he saw his eyes,
the thing that would bring his demise.
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Behold the mighty Banner Knight, killing on the field!
Hacking all his foes to bits, commanding them to yield.
See his gallant mastery of sword and spear and shield.
Watch his foes fall, one by one, behold their fates are sealed!
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Gaze into the ebon sky at night, the myriad stars, there see.
Their size and light are hard to judge, they vary by degree.
From Earth unknowing, we view the stars, with only our poor eyes.
They come and go, here and there, creation and demise.
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Behold! The Golden Poet Warrior!
His eyes aflame!
His body bright!
His arms like thunder!
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Pock marked
cold
inner fire gone.
The new god overcomes the old
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A warrior sat on a mountain of skulls,
after a bloody great war.
He looked all around for someone to kill,
his body was battered and sore.
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Three friends were walking side by side,
when they sat down to rest.
Boys, said one, we must decide,
whose life has been the best.
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Oh the red, red red, red
It only hurts when I laugh.
I try not to laugh.
It hurts when I move my arms.
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