Cody O'Hara Poems

A single locked room
Small and empty
Save for myself
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Tick tock
Forever the clock

Continues its rhythm
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You post, I post
Up go the flames

Marking our targets
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I may be destroyed
My body be blown to the wind

But I persisted and still persist
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Black death
Suffering without mercy
Families are no more
Fear resides in every soul
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The
Hero's
Bow of oak
Bent from the limb
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My will is my own
Like the great walled cities of old

Yet you pound upon the doors
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Up here in my mind
Always working,
Spinning, daily grind
Flailing, whirling
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The cannon fire all around
Near and far the ships go down

To the deep and dark floor
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