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The Fury Within
by Don
It lay
in the sand as it had always had done
just for the time that surely would come
when that which was placed with love and with hate
would free the fury within
It didn't
know the waiting - it didn't think at all
it lay there getting older with its hate
and the purpose of its being didn't change one little bit
it would always do the job that was its fate
It was
taken from the north land so very far away
and, with love, borne over the ocean and sand
to be laid to its rest in a place with great care
where they walked - and where they would reach
The storm
raged above first this way then that
but never they walked where it lay
and the years rolled on by with never a tread
but no matter - it will wait for the day
The big
world above it changed and moved on
with no need for the hate and the doctrine
All became calm as they stopped all the storms
but they'd forgotten the fury within
So it
lies waiting - just for the day
when the innocent will come to its place
and they'll never know what is it they've done
as their being disappears - without trace
Don
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