Sunday, September 24, 2006

It is one thing

It is one thing to focus
On the life part of living

Things such as a garden and loved ones
Our homes dogs horses or cats
But it is quite ignorant to not know just
How close death stands in all of that

It takes a year to grow a wheat field
It takes a fire hours to burn it down
It always takes longer to build than
It does to destroy a village a town

That's why you have to know where
The man in the long black cape stands
You have to acknowledge his presence
That is but his one simple demand

War is always first at least amongst
Those of my tribe my family my friends
Not as a cult of some dark obsessiveness
But to know when to step forth and defend

To know just how much value there is
In each and every breath we take
All we have are each others gifts
And by creativity what we can make

At the edge of nothing is everything
The protectors role is one that's true
Only by hard training and reverance
Is it seen when it's necessary to do

What by no other means can be done
Not by words or written letters of intent
Sometimes only by the deeds of warriors
Can it be said what is truly meant

And that is tyrants monsters and sadist
Want everybody else to obey their rules
Not to administer justice but to exploit
Enslave and slaughter appeasing fools

You can not negotiate with evil
You can not compromise with it's lies
For a free people to remain free
Must at times risk action

Sometimes you must make the enemy die

Or they will surely take it all
Without one single long look back
If they are coming they are coming
And the best defense is an attack

You can not negotiate with evil
You can not compromise with it's lies
For a free people to remain free
Must at times risk action

Sometimes you must make the enemy die




Neils
9:44 am
09/24/2006
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transcribed this time
9:53 am
09/24/2006


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