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  237.     

My Knight and My Hero

I know he isn’t handsome man but he’s like a knight
I know he don’t use armour or brave horse but he’s like the big hero
He have given his hand to me and teach me to help each other
He have given his wisdom sword to battles problems in my life
And only him that have given to me a great weapon to heals sorrow
The smiling face is great weapon to heals sorrow
My knight and my hero
He changes my life simply
His instict says that he will always be my knight and hero
And he certains that I always love him too
And I know he is true
I will always love you, Dad
I will always admire you as my kngiht and hero
Always and forever more than your desire
 
Deasy Anggraeni

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  238.     

Concubines Of War (Heroes and Villains)

Fear ambushes the meek soul
Petrified of treading
On familiar alleyways
On footsteps etched in folios of time
To trespass on mortal soil
Crucibles of sweat and blood

A crossroad
Where mortality beckons
In every paltry deed
Where bullets tear flesh
And claymores fragment bones
Where snipers prowl
And garrisons howl
Where emancipated souls rise like smoke
From scattered embers of life

For war
Is no playground for brazen heroes
Only a melting pot of fear and doubt
For no mortal is made of granite
but grafted meticulously
From divine clay

For the conscience is a lion
Even if the body is a lamb
For the enemy sits
Not within dugouts and trenches
But on the pillows of a finger
Idling on a metallic trigger

For a soldier is a hero to his nation
But a villain to his conscience
Bipedal leaches
Deracinting the temple of life
From the soil of man

For belligerent earth
Is not where legends are born
But where heroes and villains
Are perpetuated side-by-side
On nameless tombstones

Maroon hearts
Marooned consciences
Mere concubines of man
In the gallows of war
Where heroes are sculpted of sweat
And villains are leached of blood

Yet hidden beneath
These pools of sweat and blood
Is the virgin conscience
Raped by the wrath
Of a grunting gun barrel
 
Dilantha Gunawardana

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  239.     

Little Church (of Armenia)

Copyright ©2012 Brenda J. Roper Terzian

There was a little church
On a mountain side
Where Noah's ark did land
There many Christians died

But they never did lose faith
In Jesus Christ the Lord
He filled them with courage
To face adverse swords

Though they were outnumbered
They answered God's call
Too many died for Jesus
But their spirit didn't fall

People of Armenia
Christian nation first
All those brave heroes
Of that little church

Invaders they kept coming
For land and other things
Still the church stood firm
To Jesus they did sing

Whatever came their way
That little church would cope
Their Savior gave them strength
And filled them with hope

Though they were outnumbered
They answered God's call
Too many died for Jesus
But their spirit didn't fall

People of Armenia
Christian nation first
All those brave heroes
Of that little church

Then one day an enemy
Fiercest of them all
Attacked the little church
Made her walls to fall

People they just scattered
With faith they did rebuild
And their little churches
Now the world is filled

Though they were outnumbered
They answered God's call
Too many died for Jesus
But their spirit didn't fall

People of Armenia
Christian nation first
All those brave heroes
Of that little church

Yes, they are brave heroes
Of that little church
 
B.J. Terzian

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  240.     

.The Hero Within

Limit yourself to the easy
and the difficult you'll never try.
Easys need live on the fringe of the world
grubbing for nickels and dimes,
Claiming that life has dealt a cruel blow;
crying: the fault is not mine.
Heros need training to do the grand deeds
that earn them a hero's acclaim
It's setting your eye on the hero inside,
knowing you're fair to the game.
Knowing you've got what it takes to be tough
no matter how rough life may be.
I'm a hero, I know it! When my actions show it
it's because I'm a hero to me.
 
Adeline Foster

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