E.W. Mayo Poems

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1.
The Morning

We welcomed the darkness of the evening before
As the still night tiptoed across our space,
The world of daylight readily forgotten
Treading softly to heaven at measured pace.
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2.
One Of The Crowd

I am not there to reason why
I am here simply to live and die.
Not for me an office of state,
That is for those who love to hate.
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3.
The Old Warrior

My sword is red, but not with blood,
But from rust from lying in mud.
The blade is blunt, though not with use,
But from idleness and past abuse.
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