Of Mice And Men Poem by kipper Stagg

Of Mice And Men

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Subdued they sat waiting for the final chapter of their meaningless lives.
Insulating themselves from bitter truth of what may come
Not knowing what to do with hardened truths,
Advice they'd seek from dominant sergeant majors.
Who allay them of their fears with tales of timeless glories?
They where brave men not so long ago,
They laughed at fear and trod where Angels feared to go.
The world was theirs and selfishly they guarded it and where care free
Not caring of tomorrows or days to come
They'd stand firm and would not flee.
Only memories now, no more to see the setting sun!
Only cold Novembers with no Daughters or Sons!

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