Freedom Rings
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Freedom Rings
This is pretty much the first poem type thing that I've ever written.
Edit: Fixed(ish) rythem now up here.
Freedom Rings
Olive drab covers me today
Marching on without a hitch
A western man-made war machine
Boatman of the river Styx
Cold steel in hand, drilling right through
Told to fire in the night
Casings fall to the warm pavement
Freedom rings with every strike
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
Old wooden shacks on every side
My target comes into sight
A broken-down limestone building
Fallen from explosions bright
Into rubble I slowly move
Wraith at corner of my eye
I turn and look to double check
Was it foeman or ally?
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
The movement comes again in dark
I fire, aim sure and true
An instant in time, the world stops
My conscience twisted askew
Two big eyes lit by gunshot flame
Fear and pain live and pleading
Time begins to fly by again
There lays the child, small, bleeding
Screaming cries into the darkness
I fall down a guilty wreck
Then get back up and carry on
My job not completed yet
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
Edit: Fixed(ish) rythem now up here.
Freedom Rings
Olive drab covers me today
Marching on without a hitch
A western man-made war machine
Boatman of the river Styx
Cold steel in hand, drilling right through
Told to fire in the night
Casings fall to the warm pavement
Freedom rings with every strike
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
Old wooden shacks on every side
My target comes into sight
A broken-down limestone building
Fallen from explosions bright
Into rubble I slowly move
Wraith at corner of my eye
I turn and look to double check
Was it foeman or ally?
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
The movement comes again in dark
I fire, aim sure and true
An instant in time, the world stops
My conscience twisted askew
Two big eyes lit by gunshot flame
Fear and pain live and pleading
Time begins to fly by again
There lays the child, small, bleeding
Screaming cries into the darkness
I fall down a guilty wreck
Then get back up and carry on
My job not completed yet
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
Last edited by Axtech on 4/4/2004, 12:42 pm, edited 2 times in total.
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Very insightful...awesome job i love it 

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Guy: Her locker's down the hall, I've counted 17 from mine.
Girl: Does he see me? Does he even know that I'm close by?
Guy: We're in the hallway, always at half past nine.
Girl: Would he ever get to know me? Would he take the time?
[glow=brown]...Back in school they never taught us what we needed to know like how to deal with despair or someone breaking your heart...[/glow]
Guy: Her locker's down the hall, I've counted 17 from mine.
Girl: Does he see me? Does he even know that I'm close by?
Guy: We're in the hallway, always at half past nine.
Girl: Would he ever get to know me? Would he take the time?
[glow=brown]...Back in school they never taught us what we needed to know like how to deal with despair or someone breaking your heart...[/glow]
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I think I've fixed up the rhythm. Should be 8,7,8,7.
Freedom Rings
Olive drab covers me today
Marching on without a hitch
A western man-made war machine
Boatman of the river Styx
Cold steel in hand, drilling right through
Told to fire in the night
Casings fall to the warm pavement
Freedom rings with every strike
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
Old wooden shacks on every side
My target comes into sight
A broken-down limestone building
Fallen from explosions bright
Into rubble I slowly move
Wraith at corner of my eye
I turn and look to double check
Was it foeman or ally?
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
The movement comes again in dark
I fire, aim sure and true
An instant in time, the world stops
My conscience twisted askew
Two big eyes lit by gunshot flame
Fear and pain live and pleading
Time begins to fly by again
There lays the child, small, bleeding
Screaming cries into the darkness
I fall down a guilty wreck
Then get back up and carry on
My job not completed yet
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
Freedom Rings
Olive drab covers me today
Marching on without a hitch
A western man-made war machine
Boatman of the river Styx
Cold steel in hand, drilling right through
Told to fire in the night
Casings fall to the warm pavement
Freedom rings with every strike
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
Old wooden shacks on every side
My target comes into sight
A broken-down limestone building
Fallen from explosions bright
Into rubble I slowly move
Wraith at corner of my eye
I turn and look to double check
Was it foeman or ally?
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
The movement comes again in dark
I fire, aim sure and true
An instant in time, the world stops
My conscience twisted askew
Two big eyes lit by gunshot flame
Fear and pain live and pleading
Time begins to fly by again
There lays the child, small, bleeding
Screaming cries into the darkness
I fall down a guilty wreck
Then get back up and carry on
My job not completed yet
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
Last edited by Axtech on 4/4/2003, 3:59 pm, edited 2 times in total.
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really good Rob. the last stanza reminds me a little of that Matt Good song.
(and yea, i was also mislead by the title of this thread)
Without you I'm as good as
dead ...
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Nope. I've mostly been playing around with new riffs lately, and I stumbled on one that works well with the tone of this song. Now I just need to do some fine tuning on it, and then perhaps I'll record it and give you all a listen.
But don't get your hopes up. This could take a while, between school and trying to actually write this, I won't be able to get it done too soon.
But don't get your hopes up. This could take a while, between school and trying to actually write this, I won't be able to get it done too soon.