Gordon Jerome

Fortress - Poem by Gordon Jerome

High on a Hilltop overlooking this Land
with Evil approaching from every side
Safe in my Fortress I will make my stand
against Evils unrelentless Dark Tide
High on the Ramparts I peer into the Night
as Darkness falls across all that I see
I don my Armor and prepare for the Fight
so I might keep this Great Country Free
Free from the Evil that lurks down below
and from becoming another ones Slave
I will Fight to allow this Country to grow
or till this Fortress becomes my Early Grave.
'closing thought'
Evil can be found in the most strangest places
Even behind the Mask of quite friendly Faces

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 8, 2010

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