Army of words
(sergei@ptd.net Sergei Polischouk 09/04/1996)
Army of words is fighting for freedom
Tonight is the night for them to break through
They are marching through fields
Of blue roses and grass
Where nothing is like it was in the past
But no one can last in this word war for long
Today they still here but tomorrow they’re gone
The ones left forgotten can no longer survive
The one who live on, can forever shine
His bullets are flying through distance and time
His lyrical cuts damage the mind
Some people got hurt, others learn how to rhyme
But all those rhymed words isn’t worth it a dime
The strong ones are those who can hear the sublime
And those who can tell by the bullet it’s kind
And that kind of person a friend you will find
Friends are hard to come by when word war does not end
Unless a poet accepted as a friend
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