Paul Warren Poems

Once and a while I think
Recalibration of my life on the brink
On something new within your life
Will it be born of trouble and strife
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What sort of beggars deal
Was this his life for real
Did he bargain hard
For what was just a yard
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We read the logs of the abandoned ship
Looking for a reason why the crew was stripped
From the vessel drifting without power
Blasted weapon systems saw they did not cower
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The working man had five sons
He had dreams of what they would become

The eldest was not very strong
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I think there is a difference between religion
And my personal belief in a creator and God

I agree with some about the pantomime of it all
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They rung the bell to give thanks
When there was a celebration

They wanted to show God
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Taste the wine and merriment
That were heaven sent
For mate ship and a glass of wine
Is a way to be entwined
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The distance sun is setting
And headlights turning on
Families at home are gathering
As we drive our patrol along
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Colours over red
At sundown pastels are bred
Yellows, brown and blue.
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Here's a story of a copper in the blue
Who always wore a chest so full of pride too
But the years counted had finally done him in
For it takes something from you that you can't defend
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