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    RD1: Art. Vs Mac BOTH ADVANCE OPEN FOR FEED

    46 Lines Max.
    First Round Due: December 4th, 11:59PM Pacific Time
    (so nobody has to rush a verse during Thanksgiving week)

    You can either choose free topic, or I can pick a topic for you.
    Agree in your check in post, please.

    @Art. @Mac.


    Your topic if you don't wanna pick your own:

    Point of view of your favorite animal

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    Re: RD1: Art. Vs Mac

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    Re: RD1: Art. Vs Mac






    A Week in Hell
    By Art.

    Filed in lines, hiding behind others.
    Widen my eyes, trying to find brothers,
    I wouldn't lie, residing beside others,
    Created a lion inside, and I would survive wonders.

    BOOM

    The sound of a gun, pounds like a drum loudly
    Now it's begun, men howl at the sun proudly
    Astounding to some but cowards will run as we,
    Listen in the distance for the feint bell that had to be rung soundly.


    I Can Hear Waves Crashing.

    Cold beaches, wind sprints in old sneakers.
    Soul teeters between newer and old demons.
    Swollen knees, both feet colder than snow seasons
    elbows bleeding, hands blistered "I'm so freezing"

    The Bell Rings.

    It means they'd given in, the pain had did them in.
    Their brains had reminisced their days as little kids.
    Replaying images when they were brave yet innocent
    but the fact remained, they were not trained or disciplined.

    We Were Different

    Those of us who stayed, chose that we could change
    Control our inner pain and mold it into rage
    Shoulders and knees were sprained, hopelessness, disdain
    Showed us to a lane that few soldiers could have slain

    Calloused our minds everyday for that week
    Actually time seemed to never change on that beach
    Casualties died, we weren't made to be weak
    Now we survive to hunt the wolves that prey on sheep

    Graduation

    Drill Sargents spoke calmly for the first time in what felt like forever
    Days had blended together but we felt better than ever
    "What you've completed is something Jesus would never endeavor,
    So when you're out in that field , remember all of the effort.
    Remember when you felt like quitting, remember the horrid weather
    Remember the ones who left, and the ones who held it together.
    The sacrifice, the pressure, this bond no one can sever.
    You now hold a trident that will shine bright as Poseidon's treasure

    Whether the south or the deep north, further west or the east ports
    to the tops of highest mountains, to the deepest of sea floors
    You are a protector, You are a Navy Seal,
    And you have earned the right to be more."

    Congratulations on surviving hell week.








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    Re: RD1: Art. Vs Mac



    I woke up looking around, wondering why my world is upside down
    The sea and the sky are switched, I took a flight and almost drowned
    The roof is the new ground and my ears are sensitive to all sounds
    I now feel as light as a few pounds, I can hang off roofs lethargically
    A tummy roaring so piercingly, I really see the appeal of a moth
    Small bites really keeping me chronically hungry, thenceforth,
    learnedly confirmed mosquitoes, flies, and beetles make a tasty broth
    The wroth adversity of being a small mammal is ironically cold-blooded
    Mercifully cruel, the path towards survival is cursedly rugged.

    So, I fly out of this cave..

    Tall mountains scratching the clouds one to each other,
    I see big monkeys wrapped in colorful clothes as I hover
    through the clouds and discover that the world feels lonely
    they all take cover as I approach to meet them closely
    as pretty as aerial views are, I can’t get anyone to know me.
    But to some degree, there isn’t a difference between them and us,
    they go into their caves to sleep as the moon and sun adjust
    waiting for the sunlight thrust
    or the night darkness as an impulse to make fun fuss.

    What’s that in the sky?

    A large thunder casts a shadow in the sky with my shape,
    I wonder what’s that, should I fly fast to find that big bat?
    As I scrape the top of a mountain, I see an ape with a hat and cape
    Smashin’ others like grape, heroics aerobics laying them flat
    What?
    he took a look at me like I’m a crook, left me paralyzed and shook
    I saw myself in his mask, his chest, his tools and hooks
    I told myself attack, with your best, if I lose I’m cooked

    Yet I didn’t.

    Because that was me.

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