There is excitement in the air
Hearts are bubbling with joy and light
We feel the Death that is near
And we sit in wait wit smiles wide and bright.
...
If I was me...
My heart would be beat more slowly
My family would breathe more peacefully
My tears would gradually grow stale
...
Once again, the dreary dirges have begun an upward journey.
The sunny day did not end in a moonlit night,
The flute is keening for the latest victim,
Another soul has crossed over.
...
It is that time once again
And the birds sing of the dusk of another reign
The time is apt to assess and to judge
To stake our loyalty - the axe or the nudge
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Slowly, the pages are filling up
Another Chapter is nearing completion
That Hand that writes, writes on
On and on and not a word erase
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I am the boy who was born
A day before the hero died
Born Heart of the Lion
Power and strength abounding
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In times of fear and pain
Your love kept me sane
Through the bitter nights
And the cloudless skies
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The desperation of the dying man seeking cure
The fear of the one who hunts at night
The anxiety of the gladiator in his shining armour
The pulse of the novice at battle
...
I awoke with a start
A terrible pounding in my heart
My face was wet with perspiration
Streaking slickly slowly down my chin
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