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Land Undivided Far away in the Land of the Undivided, walks a girl with a ring on her hand And this girl is the dream of all in the land, but her hand belongs to one man Now the days are all warm in the land of goodwill and the people keep busy and smile But the girl with the ring is changing the scene and her man is around all the while A few not quite old think to be bold so they try to take her away Still, the girl with the ring is in love with her man and she knows she always will stay The days are still nice, the people still happy and live as they once did before But the Land Undivided is not quite the same and is undivided no more The force of lust on a man is quite great and soon it is too much to bear They find her alone in a meadow so gold that the color just hangs in the air Driven by love for his girl with the ring, her Love kills a man in his home An outcry is heard in the cities and hills, but the man continues to roam A search is soon formed to bring in this man who’d killed a father of three And the girl with the ring wants him to be near, but now this never can be His punishment is swift and he is hung by the neck until his breath is all gone He’ll stay there tonight for all in the land to see that justice is done Now the king of the land had a dream of the girl with the bright golden ring on her hand He’d make her his bride, a queen she would be, to oversee all the land They brought her to him, but angry they were, that the king would take her away So they rose up against him and took his life too and again she was theirs on this day The girl with the ring knew in her heart that her man had died valiantly With a slash of a knife and the welling of blood, she goes to her love silently Their dream was now gone and the people went back to their work as they once had before They smiled through the day and helped each other because friends they’d be evermore The Land Undivided lived on happily ‘till the memory had faded from view Then walked a girl with a ring on her hand and they began to dream of her too… |
Additional Notes:
My first submission here, so I will start with my first poem and wander about from there.
Written many years ago, this poem was derived from the astonishment I felt over my reaction to
the end of a very brief romantic relationship. Being fairly young and a romantic,I was amazed at
how strongly it affected me when I did not have a chance to get to know this woman. The poem is
a social commentary, but it is also about how entranced a man can become over a woman (I guess it
can go both ways) and the power that holds.
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