Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Giants On Parade
When we were young
We watched the palace fall out of the sky
We waited for the dragon
Dripping love to make us high
We ran with gods and drank their wine
We ate the dreams of men
We called upon the hearts of Troy
And we shouted in the wind
In time we learned to twist the vine
Escape through smoke and shield
We slept beneath the clouds of gloom
And turned the broken wheels
The steel we wore spoke to our hearts
We drank the blood of youth
We buried blades in waterfalls
And lied to find the truth
We drove our shining time machines
And flew the dragons dry
We carried love across the sea
And vanished from the sky
The bridges burned in purple smoke
Our horses sawed their reigns
We charged across the fields of hope
And cursed the yellow stain
Our cries of "Death to boring lives"
Rang through our fierce brigade
Our hearts were filled with martyrdom
Our hands affixed to blades
The seeds were sewn, the minds were blown
The Piper dearly paid
The whirlwinds dusting kingdom come
Were giants on parade
The fires of torn and tearing down
Now smolder in the rain
And Silence fills the empty halls
Where music filled the stage
Wild poppies rustle in the wind
Where skin and bone provide
The strength to hold the crumbling walls
The years, the crushing tide
By Tony Whitford
March 23, 2012
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