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ROCKS
{Lesson's of my learning series}
I skipped a rock across the river
it came back in a wave.
It pounded into gravel upon now
the roads are paved.
Used to build and stake a claim
of my home enclaved.
As upon it My name to write
everlasting to engrave.
To comfort and protect many lives
to live and save.
To join the host of all the lands in
peaceful conclave.
Used to fight for our freedoms,
not to rule or enslave
In Respect of all the perils not
forgotten nor forgaved.
To honor our forefathers who all
stand now ungraved.
Deciding are we to be industrial
or are we to be brave.
Whom can say with rocks in hand,
how are we to behave?
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Copyright © Niyna DeSangre
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