Man Lost, Man Down, Man Resurrected by Happy Parrot
"There is no such thing as a nonviolent revolution" - me, Jack Heart
In light of the new events, it is only appropriate to post this poem…it is a bit different, we are not worshipping unnecessary deaths or perpetual wars our mission here is to bring back the true archetype of MAN and WOMAN.
Have you ever run into arms of the misfortune, just to be a man again?
Have you ever jumped into a sea of other men just to protect your brother?
Have you ever run into certain death, no matter what happens?
Have you ever been so alive?
Death riding the shotgun, angels falling around you, screaming in agony…
Your blood mixed with the blood of other men
before your eyes, total chaos rains,
spears filled with names of those that will be struct at any moment
agony, ecstasy, a morbid picture that no man should see
but yet you will never be so alive
I never pray, but on this momentous day I don’t pray for myself
I pray for my brothers, I pray for every man if this is the last day on this cursed Earth
when death comes knocking let it be a swift, good death
Death that will last thousand years, that will last a thousand stories
A death that will mean something even to you, future brother, sister
Even after thousands of years have passed and we, great warriors,
who gave everything that they have, on this momentous day we will be just a memory
memory washed in the haze of long battle when men decided to be men again
On the day when Sun and Moon came together when even Earth wept
remember us, remember what we have done, remember our sacrifice
remember us when you find yourself on the battlefield