Oly Oly Oxen Free!

~inspired by thriving hope amidst adversity~

1-2-3,

Ready or not,

Here you come,

Initiating a game,

To which I did not wish to play,

In rain of terror,

I hide amongst brittle stone,

Where once stood,

My reigning throne,

Now gunned down,

A zoar for the weak,

The unworthy,

Whose ebbed faith,

Lays smothered in ashes.

Like gripped soil,

I hang on,

To dear life,

While my brothers,

Find eternal peace,

Amongst the rubble.

I cry,

Not in fear,

But joy,

For faith have ears,

That hear the children calling,

“Oly Oly Oxen Free!”

-By Isaac H. George

The Masked Man

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