THE TIME CAPSULE. Norman Smith D.
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Название: THE TIME CAPSULE

Автор: Norman Smith D.

Издательство: Ingram

Жанр: Зарубежные стихи

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isbn: 9781646540211

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      He fought a gallant fight to keep his vessel afloat.

      And the lighthouse on the hill in his sight

      But as he got weary, his strength failed.

      He collapsed and his little craft began to drift.

      With the absence of his wit, the lonely craft

      Fell to the will of the storm, and indeed

      It showed no mercy, but tossed his vessel about

      Like a leaf in that rugged white channel.

      But when at last the morning came

      And the sun shines down on his face,

      A single man, as captain, mate, crew, and cargo.

      Lay flat on his back, in his little vessel,

      Still absent of his mind.

      With his Irish hound licking on his face

      To welcome him home.

      In time he was awakened, by a man’s best friend.

      A Man’s Castle

      Away from the hustling and bustling crowd,

      He opened the door and entered his castle

      And locked the crazy world outside.

      Now to concentrate on what is inside.

      Because within these walls lies his all

      The family that he loves most dearly.

      For in his castle he reigns as the king

      With his other half, the castle’s queen.

      Together they rule in their domain.

      Thus side by side they stand,

      Not one above and the other below,

      Or one in front and the other behind.

      If only as his nightly paradise

      Within his walls, he enjoys his sanctuary

      There in his castle in bliss he stares

      At portraits of many revered ancestors

      That decorate his castle walls.

      And often he would mumble to them.

      “Look at who you have made possible.”

      Then he would point to, or touch

      Some of the infants, or later birth

      To link the early past, to the tranquil now.

      Often, he would take the princes and princesses

      And teach them the chain of the generation.

      A New Nation

      When in search of freedom to worship,

      They fled from their British homeland

      And landed on this foreign soil called America.

      They adopted it as their new home,

      The British crown hunted them like hounds

      And imposed their taxes, a burden upon them.

      But they, like oxen, bore the harness;

      And when they could no longer

      Suffer so great an imposition.

      They refused to pay the taxes demanded,

      Denouncing taxation without representation

      Is bound to be unfair.

      Thus they were viciously attacked

      And, like heroes they fought back.

      From that they emerged a stronger nation.

      Known as the United States of America.

      When we were again attacked in Pearl Harbor

      We, with vigor, fought back again as heroes.

      And from our experience

      We have grown even stronger,

      And we always will.

      Again on 911, when the terrorists

      Struck their malicious blow.

      Yes, we were badly wounded.

      But they never broke our resilient spirit.

      For again, from those vicious attacks

      We arose a stronger nation.

      Bound to survive

      Again each time renewing our loyal unity,

      And we are still growing stronger.

      Then Now and After

      As time rolls by like the water

      Springing from a fountain in the earth,

      Or rapidly flowing from a waterfall

      One way never to return to its source.

      And so likewise as living mortals

      We were destined to follow the trend.

      As time rolls by from birth to death

      We mold our after then from the now.

      For the seeds we planted in our then

      Are the fruits we are reaping now,

      While we spring from our fountain birth

      We are rapidly growing until to the earth we fall.

      Be particularly mindful of the deeds we sow,

      For if they are bitter, foul, or sweet,

      In time we will live to reap and eat them.

      Will they disturb our palates or caress them?

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