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Beyond the Wall
(version 1: rondeau)
S.C.Jones
Beyond the wall now free from pain
We, to you, appear comrades slain.
Taken in youth here we appeal
To you the living we now kneel.
Pray lasting peace, this last campaign.
Knowing what freedom shall attain
In those among you we remain
With you always were you to feel
Beyond the wall.
Names on granite can not explain
The cold chill of the wind blown rain.
A storm is passing, church bells peal.
Time goes on and time will reveal,
That we have not here died in vain
Beyond the wall.
Beyond the Wall
Comments welcome.
All contents copyright (C) 1997, S.C.Jones
All rights reserved.
Revised: August 17, 1997
URL: http://www.oocities.org/Athens/Acropolis/1915
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