Coined Flip

With a flip of our coin
we pacify nations,
casting the lot
for our freedom.
What is not counted,
as the price is too much,
are the lives
that will never, be thought of.
For, even as death
separates this life,
stacked with the vows so solemn.
Those who are left
read the names inscribed,
On pages considered hallowed,
So we pay to the piper,
Covered and flagged
with our sorrow and shame,
we bury them.
Woe to we, who cherish not,
and offer only contention.
For as the coin rolls
to another's turn,
who's to say you
will be one of them.

Raine Les 7/10/2008

life is fragile, yet precious. beautiful

I usually call heads.

Tails don't answer.

Thank you. We are not always aware when we are pounded to think as others. breathing is from the soul.

hahahah trick coin..

i toss the coin each morning
SugarSmacks or Captain Crunch
fling ooh! Captain Crunch, LOL