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Written By:   Scott Pridmore

 

STRUGGLES THAT COME

 

Commanding our struggle against disaster and waste.

Even nature is subdued and faced. Time passes and tragedy is taught to bare witness to each man, woman and child sharing in thought. Galvanized as one, we always over come.

Commanding the struggle civil will.

It’s human kinds’ knights’ armor survival now and planning for tomorrow. Countless foes hardened to oppose fell short in harboring are wants for growth.

Each man, woman and child putting order to what's wild.

Our shared desires brought to life.’ The golden rule’, a neighbors hand, a never seizing feel for working for what's good.

Commanding the struggle civil will.

Know your heart and its not alone the wealth of every man, woman and child sown to your soul. My fellow traveler in need clinging tightly listens to me.

Civil will commands your pride.

So rest your worries peace calls out for glory. Like a knights armor filled with honor, our shared belief for commutative relief. Tooth and nail to the bitter and struggles go revealing strength of mind and hearts alive.

Civil will commands. 09/11/05

 
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