RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: WORLD DEMOCRACY
Last Best Stand
We don’t know what the future holds
We’ll do the best we can
Be strong, my friend, be true, be bold
For this may be the last best stand
The warning bells have sounded now
We’re sound in our positions
We’re dreamers yet we’re grounded now
We’re poets and magicians
We’re called upon to hold our ground
It’s a battle set in stone
We’re sworn to never let you down
Though we may stand alone
This is the path we’re given
Though we want to cause no harm
We’re desperate and we’re driven
But they are better armed
They have their money and their guns
We have what we can carry
Until the battle’s lost or won
On this ground we’ll be buried
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