HeroesA Poem by NumidienneTypical nonesense
Early in the morning
Heroes start their day With a cup of tea and some cake . They check their bags, and put their cell phones on the silent mode, Then head to the mission patch. Along the path,they see people hurrying, Wearing colorful clothes and having the weirdest haircuts. Heroes may be greeted by a few. A few may gossip in their backs, And both keep walking in the same direction to the battlefield. Once in there, heroes wear their suits, Which resemble a doctor's garment Or to what people put on the dead Actually heroes swing between the two: Either they heal an ailment,or die trying to. This is why they deserve to be called heroes... And they get in the battlefield. Many fighters are there. They look at heroes in such a challenging manner. Heroes are for it. In the end,there was no loser in the battle. Heroes always win and other fighters do not lose unless they want to... Battle after battle until the day ends... Until life ends. © 2015 Numidienne |
StatsAuthorNumidienneAlgeriaAboutI'm a life liver,food eater,water drinker,bed sleeper,TV viewer,book reader,road walker,photo taker,...you tell'em I'm gone. more..Writing
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