James Grengs Poems
|161.||(03) - Rise Of The Dead||11/9/2004|
|162.||(12) - Lament For The Dead||11/10/2004|
|163.||(01) - The Dead Who Have No Rest||11/8/2004|
|164.||(02) - Victim Of The Dead||11/8/2004|
|167.||(11) - Master And Slave||11/10/2004|
|168.||Poet's Plea For Forgiveness||11/8/2004|
|170.||Freedom Is Never Free||10/27/2004|
What is the theme of freedom?
Is this so?
Can freedom be these,
The good things in life?
Or is freedom more?
Is freedom the blood with which it is bought?
Is freedom the evils which our men have suffered
To bring it to us?
Sung through the ages,
For happiness dearly bought.
Is a hymn of praise
To the God who smiled on us,
And gave us America.
Is life, earned by death.
Love At First Sight
I didn't know you, but
When I saw you, I loved you.
I knew nothing of who you were, but
As I got to know you, I loved you.
In a matter of days you grabbed my attention,
And as we quickly drew close,
I would have- willingly-
Given my heart. Ah fool! For the giving,
Too quickly, too easily!