Line In The Sand
By: James Dubeau
Line in the sand
Can’t be crossed
Shouldn’t be crossed
By these heavy feet
Line in the sand
Marks where daemons roam
Free to play
Upon wicked ways
Line in the sand
On up ahead
Just beyond
Where salvation lies
Line in the sand
Thin red trickle
Slowly flowing
Dripping across dunes
Line in the sand
Crosses under
Circling buzzards
Cawing for me
Line in the sand
Leads me to
My comrades
Rotting corpses
Line in the sand
Pools blood at
My good friend’s
Outstretched palm
Line in the sand
Ended here
With these good men
And so will I
Monday, March 07, 2011
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