Biography of Wade Blade
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I do put some song lyrics that i think make a great poem too, I also as do many people, post others work as well
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Wade Blade Poems
Graduation Day sweat and mothballs grass so green
I Am Shades Of Life
I am black, I am white I am all skins in between I am young, I am old I am each age that has been
Do Not Weep, Maiden, For War Is Kind
Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind. Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky And the affrighted steed ran on alone, Do not weep.
I Didn'T Raise My Boy To Be A Soldier
Ten million soldiers to the war have gone, Who may never return again. Ten million mothers' hearts must break, For the ones who died in vain.
I have walk The line which you stand on But do you realize it I have dreamed
If You'Re My Friend
If you are my friend why have you not spoken the words? If you are my friend why have you turned and walked away? If you are my friend why have you taken the other side? If you are my friend why have you insulted me?
Power Of True Love
We have never spoken but yet we know so much about each other We have never seen one another but yet we can draw every fine detail in each face
I remember the day at the beach I remember the hot sand burning my feet I remember how cold the ocean felt and how my skin seemed to sizzle in the heat
A Soldier's Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone, in a one bedroom house made of plaster and stone. I had come down the chimney with presents to give, and to see just who in this home did live.
Suitcase packed with all his things Car pulls up, the doorbell rings He don't want to go He thought he'd found his home
Let's Stand Together, Workers
We leave our home in the morning, We kiss our children goodbye, While we slave for the bosses, Our children scream and cry.
We Alone Can See
In a bud, there is a flower; In the seed,
Ah What Love
“Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new,
I am a materialist, yet I wish there were a Heaven. For then, I know, I would find you there waiting for me.
Suitcase packed with all his things
Car pulls up, the doorbell rings
He don't want to go
He thought he'd found his home
But with circumstances he can't change
Waves goodbye as they pull away
From the life he's known
For the last seven months or so