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This is a little older than some here, most of these I wrote a while back and am simply posting as they seem as the mood strikes me. (the goal is eventually to have about 10 weeks consistently queued up in advance. No I have not yet managed to be even ‘every week’ level organized.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They Come through Me<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I stand on a hill over looking the sea
The invaders are coming.
They come through me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Some say I should run, they say I should flee.
Yet invaders are coming.
They come through me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

To this land have I fled and here I will stay.
And none shall ever drive me away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I come of my choosing.
I go of my will.
The invaders are coming.
I stand here, still.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sometimes it is running.
Sometimes it\u2019s a fight.
Some times it is pain
In the dead of night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The land they can take.
Life and wealth too.
There is far more than these they never will shake.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This land is a will they never can know.
This land is a hope they never will show.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stand on the ridge with my face to the sea.
Invaders are coming. They come through me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Musings” and “They Come Through Me” Copyright Heather Strickler, all rights reserved.<\/p>\n\n\n\nImage by Alan<\/a> from Pixabay<\/a>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

This is a little older than some here, most of these I wrote a while back and am simply posting as they seem as the mood strikes me. (the goal is eventually to have about 10 weeks consistently queued up in advance. 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