WORDS FROM A WARRIOR
--BPJ GROUP POEM--
Warriors with faces that have no names --Snake--
Trod the memories of my mind
where it eternally rains.
Tears of sorrow which plummet
to a bottomless pit of
darkness and despair.
Where the warriors march in circles
on a patrol which leads no where.
Their Silence --Cal--
a river running within my heart.
Their faces moving across the quiet water.
Drifting as dreams from the other side.
Screams in the
silence --Tony--
of the night.
Dreams in the darkness of utter fright.
Comfort in the safety of a buddies glance.
Death in the eyes of the thousand yard trance.
Green
Faces --Ferret--
shrouded in the dark,
Silently slipping through the shadows of my mind.
Faces with names I dare not recall, faces that call with voices I must not hear.
Warriors faces shrouded in a mist
that can never be raised.
Shadow Soldiers --caliber--
gone
beyond the timid borders of time!
Yet held..........
.....embraced within old man tears....
in the someday ; now within
that our brothers never knew..........
...or do they?
Taken from the darkness of their memories
--Outlaw--
now glowing in the brightness of their accomplishments
never to be forgotten, soaring with eagles
once so brave warriors, guiding our everyday
motion, our everyday thoughts.
I feel them reaching, I hear their calls --Randy--
I sense their presence in hallowed halls
They seem to tell of the one true peace
That only comes when breath has ceased
Yet this new breath --Boon--
we take upon release
pure in spirit,
where eternity does not cease
We meet,
We greet,
grasp true brothers hands
silent as we walk,
green pastured lands
Time for talk will have to wait
for this moment,
This glory,
is much to great.
Renewed in spirit,
youth and strength,
we have forever to recall,
that which we long to forget,
In this land of peace...
soon, my brothers,
at long last,
there will be no regrets...
Nor any hellish past.
BPJ
8-2-2001
Background Music ~ Brave Warrior
