Louis Borgo

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A Solider Ambition - Poem by Louis Borgo

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The sight of blood, savage limbs,
Perpendicular glossary to sky,
Why so symbolic could it be, so divine?

Melting skulls, haste tongues,
Humble severed from commands,
Is it a war zone at its end, or something like slim disease to propose?

A wise man once said,
That the term Love, Should never be thrown around if;
You can never feel or distort from it.

My question to the wise man,
When will war end,
But I never got to propose such a question.

Young brother young brother I see we are close to cross that mountain,
No matter your age origin or color, or creed.
I consider you my young brothers.


Comments about A Solider Ambition by Louis Borgo

  • (8/26/2013 2:08:00 PM)


    i like this one..
    good message inside your words
    very good writted
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 6, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 17, 2013


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