Tsani Jones

Rookie (May 17,1970 / Atlanta, Georgia, United States)

Eastern Guard - Poem by Tsani Jones

Some things change
While others merely
Stay the same.
Such I ponder in the
Dim of licking candle flame.

As if I am the only
Crusader of conscience,
I plan battles in realms
Present and on
Distant plains unseen.

Every day is a new
Weapon with which I
Wield unknown virtue.
At night the guard watches
The very safety of my soul.

And thus I live,
General to an ant army,
Foot soldier to
I know not what,
But I survive.

Orders arrive, and are
Executed without prejudice,
Tiny flowers on an
Eternal vine of
Service and search.

My furlough is unknown.
My mission is divine,
Wrapped into the progress of the
Universe as so many layers of
Submerged wisdom.

The waters that float my
Spirit onto the proving grounds
Wash the blood of the day
From the dirt, from the sand,
Away from the sight of despair.

With granularity of vision,
And a pointed target,
The inferno of necessary
Conquest ceases control.

With the sword of my divinity, I attack.


Comments about Eastern Guard by Tsani Jones

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Monday, May 22, 2006



Famous Poems

  1. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  5. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  6. Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You
    Pablo Neruda
  9. Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
    Mary Elizabeth Frye
  10. Television
    Roald Dahl
[Report Error]