Tempests That Eat Upon This Stony Shore
There lay hidden, shadows in that great storm
tempests that eat upon this stony shore.
Night hides devils wrecking such great harm
destroying that our hearts most adore!
Waves crash into massive rocks that so shield
soft play grounds of white sanded beaches.
Harsh winds beat the flowers in bright field
all are savaged as its darkness reaches!
Memories hold treasures we pray remain safe
flashes of beauty existing only hours before.
Fast stormy missiles blast all as they strafe
wrecking havoc and destruction ever more!
Save our souls, we deeply, earnestly do pray
Give us this gift, that we again see light of day!
Robert J. Lindley, 09-16-2015
Note-This poem was written by me back in early 90's.
I decided to bring it from my private journal and present it here with a very minor edit.
In the last verse, I changed the word "joy" to --"gift"...
Last edited by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot; 09-20-2015 at 06:48 PM.
Reason: improvement.
18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.
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