Cory Fox

Rookie (Bakersfield, California)

Quintet Iii: 'Deaf' - Poem by Cory Fox

My eyes ablaze, I ride my white horse
Through pestilence, famine, death, war
Vowing to fight for better or worse
As if it was worth fighting for

I'm charged with one scared lamb, bleating so shrill
I'll give my life before it dies
But how could I not realize
A thousand more lay just beyond the hill
And still I cannot hear their cries!

Don't say my efforts aided none,
For it isn't my life that I'll save
Forever giving my all for one
Until I follow you to the grave

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 15, 2010



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