Endless Heart Ache Poem by stephanie Gardner

home-town heroes breathe morning scars of moaning cries for freedom as history repeats,
one palace; birth origins of individuals found in the voyage of our eyes and lips,
my guard stands firm with the ring of fire yet my blood pours in the prints of hands,
english solders proudly bond the endless wall of my passion -
winter's chill has arrived,

your coward sins grow the heartless army blown by a snake's kiss,
silent echoes of still words freedom over mercy,
closed eyes visit ever peace to waste space without ache,
laying six feet under stars tears fall washing memories,
this era stops as our eyes met as the beginning appearances tightly grips my breathe;
ringing thunder to the mouth of god,
the next is the hardest part,
as i am still picking the sense that have turned to the floor,