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Collected Works & Thoughts of Bryant McGill
We may have hated as enemies oughtby Bryant H. McGill, August of 2004We may have hated as enemies ought Our people fiercely battles fought And shoved the dagger deep impale With bloodied hands we thrust to hell And with the last strangled breath There was but one nation left And those, their people lifted high The defeated culture left to die Yet now we meet on unsullied ground My ghostly words in your thoughts resound I hold no blame for your people's deeds I forgave the wrath that secured their needs My only regret, it pains my soul Are the lives my children never knew Their young bright hearts, cut dim and cold Their hopeful futures stilled and through Like you, I loved my children, I treasured every living breath Their memories now a fading vision From which the vivid laughter left When next you look into cherished eyes And know you would instantly give your life You then will know what I did for mine How easily, we each would sacrifice I swore the same things to God above That tomorrow would be theirs alone We cut and bled the soft-white dove Their supple smiles to Earth and bone
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