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Hello, and welcome to my daily poetry blog. The following poems are improvised based on my day, general reflections, or by just allowing my mind to cruise in neutral without a filter. I have been working on this for something around two years now and have amassed a lot of words. You can either go through them page by page, or check out the "Hall of Better Poems" option in the right column. Please feel free to comment on what you like or dislike, and also subscribe below if you like this sort of thing. Thanks!
- Patrick Lyndaker

(typically I will write down my ideas on paper throughout the day and I may not get in front of a computer to transfer it. So I then dump a few days worth of poems at once.)

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Stout

I am not lion-hearted
I am not strong of will
I take no moral high-ground
I offer no great skill

I have no steadfast reason
I have no holy fight
I have no opposition
I have no suppressed right

There is no cause to fight for
There is no battle ground
There stands no great last reason
No truth yet to be found

But

Do not let that stop me
Do not let that hold me back
Do not hold my tongue
Do not stay my attack

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