A collection of writings that reflect various thoughts and feelings of mine, composed mostly in a poetic, lyrical style.

Sunday, July 22, 2012

The Hill on Which I Stood

 They call me a rebel
A cowboy that breaks rules
This may be my farewell
I will defeat these fools

 Outcast by my people
I had fought for the right
Thrown from my own castle
I strove to find the light

 The hill on which I stand
All things come to an end
On this hill I was banned
Some would call it legend

 Years I lived in secret
Waiting for the right time
My path had long been set
Lost to Fate’s every whim

 No vict’ry could be seen
A glorious defeat
Feeling strangely serene
There would be no retreat

The hill on which I stand
All things come to an end
On this hill I was banned
Some would call it legend

 The enemy will fear
I’ll strike hard at their hearts
But for those I held dear
The wounds my blade imparts

 The end I now see clear
This tunnel’s light I found
Do not cry, instead cheer
By no chains am I bound

 The hill on which I stood
All things came to an end
Fighting for the great good
Some now call me legend

 The hill on which I stood
All things came to an end
Fighting for the great good
Some now call me legend

2 comments:

  1. Wonderful! This one is definitely my favorite!!! (And this says that it's Lori commenting, but it is I, JJ)

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  2. Thanks! The tone is more sincere for this one, as opposed to the more sarcastic or ludicrous ideas presented in the others. This is one of my favorites as well.

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