Rocking the Cradle
By Dragonpoet
Once upon a time I walked in step A prefect little soldier With not a thought to call my own Following every rule, every demand With no pride in my step Nor love in my heart. Once upon a time I followed every rule, Never questioning right or wrong Believing every word as truths Never holding a thought of my own, Nor love in my heart. Once upon a time I accepted my fate, Never questioning right or wrong With tormented nights and dreamless days A prefect little soldier, silent and obedient Never doubting the life I lived. Once upon a time I felt a spark My soul shivered, hearing an angel’s cry, Believing all I heard With my head held high, and questions upon my lips. Rocking the cradle. Written January 10th, 2002 © on Jan 09 2002 10:08 PM PST 18 • 0 • 12
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