Micron


Poems of Micron

221. What really matters in life 1/19/2009
222. What would make me happy 1/27/2009
223. What would make them happy 1/27/2009
224. Whats in a rose? 12/14/2008
225. When a friend blocks 6/23/2009
226. When everything goes wrong 2/28/2009
227. When you feel… 1/19/2009
228. Where is justice gone? 5/13/2009
229. which path? 6/26/2009
230. Whisper 2/15/2009
231. Who am I? 11/24/2008
232. Who cares? 11/29/2008
233. why alone? 6/25/2009
234. Why am i here 3/26/2009
235. why or why 10/31/2009
236. Wise owl 4/24/2009
237. Wish I could have done better 4/6/2009
238. Wolf in sheep’s clothing 1/27/2009
239. Work 2/26/2009
240. Work - the cycle 2/26/2009

Travian Gaul Warrior

I sit upon on this low wall
I am your loyal Travian Gaul
I've come to life from the computer game
A retired Phalanx hero now, that's my fame
Replaced when the Haeduan was trained
This village is my home as so I stayed
Dense clouds of dust are coming nearer
And the number of Romans will soon be clearer
Romans first appear from the dust like little ants

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