Published November 9, 2008
In a fearless world, we had a fright.
The peaceful warrior came to fight.
He sheath his sword and stabbed my brother.
Holstered his gun and shot my mother.
Then one day the silent monk spoke his mind.
"I have been too nice, so I'll be kind"
The monk without legs walked to town.
The monk in the sky decided to look down.
The blind monk saw his target.
The peaceful warrior did not see it .
"How could he do this just for fun?!"
Although undecided, the monks knew the battle was won.
The closed their eyes and charged the field.
The peaceful warrior that decided to fight, he was struck, forced to yield.
The four monks returned to their place.
To a dream they shall not follow, but decided to chase.
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This is pretty good
Keep writing!
This was a good poem but I think the rhyming could do with a little work.
Holstered means put away, unless you knew that already and it was intentional as a metaphor or something. I don't know, I'm not really a read between the lines person.
Also, you do know about the 2 to 1 rule, right? For every item that you post you have to review to other pieces.
Keep writing =).