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Four Guys on a Rock

Four Guys on a Rock

High upon a mountain, they peer across the hills.
They gaze across eternity; their memory still instills
a look into the past….. of a country’s past travails,
conjured up in vivid stories and legendary tales.

Washington was the first elected to lead this country free
Jefferson’s declaration safeguarded freedom by decree.
Roosevelt fought a foreign war and held the flag up high.
Lincoln saved the nation….. we remember each July.

It’s easy to forget what we learned when we were young
of incidents and those events of history that were flung,
about our nation, into our minds, that we’ve easily forgot
and why these four guys on the rock, to many, mean a lot.

Rushmore is the monument, a granite mountain shrine
in the Black Hills of Dakota, where marks the march of time
of history of our nation as told through only four
and reminds the future to remember, all that came before.

I’ve seen them many times at their advantage way up high
And many times I thought I saw them grin and laugh and cry
But the last time it concerned me, for their stare was not as bright
though I know that through their vision, they’ll steer the nation right.

The area around the monument is pristine in its scope
and you hear the wildlife callings…. echoing down the slope.
You smell the Quaking Aspen, the Spruce and Lodgepole pine
as you look upon the Presidents and know that all is fine.

t. j. gargano

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The Reverent Road

This is a very old poem written when I was 19 years old, the week before I left for the Army.  I must have been feeling a little apprehensive or scared, without trying to show it, about the near future, at that time.

I believe that there are times, all through our lives, when it is not only necessary to want to believe in something, but times when we…  have to….believe in something.  What that ‘something’ is, at that moment, is not what matters; what matters is how it bolsters your mind’s posture to ‘charge’  that fear, facing you, with ‘drawn sword’

The Reverent Road

I walked a road one summer day
knowing the end was far away.
For all I could see were the mountains ahead
into which the road I followed so reverently led.

It seemed I walked for many a day
upon this road which led the way.
And the mountains ahead still gazed at me
and as I became afraid, I thought of HE.

I feared the thoughts that filled my mind.
I walked ahead into the time.
And devilish thoughts preached my fate
and I walked the road with angered hate.

The reverent road I walked with fear.
The mountains ahead were now very near.
Could these mountains be the fate
that caused me to walk the reverent road with hate?

I looked to the sky which glistened with light
and thanked my GOD, whatever my plight.
And then the grass became my bed
And I gathered strength for the road ahead.

I was awakened into the day
by the glitter of the mountains which dawned my way.
And as tomorrow became today
yesterday’s fears passed away.

For the snow-capped mountains which I yesterday feared,
I now commanded as I steadily neared.
For in the night I sought in HE
and found that the mountains ahead, were me.

I looked up high to what was me
and said a prayer to Almighty HE,
who guided me through dark despair
when it was HE, I turned on without a care.

So again I started down the reverent road
fearless of the future, whatever it may hold.
’cause now I walked to enjoy life’s beauty,
for in finding myself, I had done my duty.

copyright © 2012 T.J. Gargano

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