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BALANCE the Balance of life swings up and down. It is shifted by many things… A lie. A roll of the dice. A word spoken in anger. A judge’s gavel. All these things and millions more affect the balance of ones life. The balance hangs over me like a bladed pendulum that swings back and forth. Will the blade destroy me or will the hand of the Almighty stop its’ momentum. No one knows what their fate and future are. Their balance is held in the hand of a woman who covers her eyes and carries a sword. I ask myself, “Will Justice be blind or will she see the truth and set me free?” At the end of time when my scale is weighed will I have enough grains of sand to count against the darkness? Will I ever have balance within my soul? April 11th, 1998 Jason A. M.

DARE WE FORGET dare we forget the ones who had fallen? The ones who had given their lives for freedom. Dare we forget the bravery of the ones who had fallen…In battle. The men and women of freedom. Dare we forget Flanders Fields, Dieppe, Vimye Ridge, and other battlegrounds, were the forces of light and darkness clashed. Dare we forget the ones who had fallen? NO! Never dare to forget our fallen heroes! Nov 9/93 Jason A. M.

HONORABLE An Acrostic Heroic in thy deeds Obedient to thy master Noble to thy word Offended you seek Revenge until your Actions Bring your enemy’s Life to an End that is honorable

CANADIAN HEROES From the first gas attack to the last fallen bomb, only the worlds finest stood their ground without fear…The Canadian soldiers. These men and women were truly heroes…Canadian Heroes! From the trenches of Europe to the Jungles of Vietnam, there were men and women with the determination and courage to face any enemy. These were our Canadian Heroes! From the frontlines versus the evil of Nazism to the Peacekeeping of Somalia there will always be …Canadian Heroes! Nov. 9/93 Jason A. M.

Heroes Die Young (The Battle for Vimye) As the Commander barked his orders to his troops; he knew that the slaughter was unstoppable. He knew that heroes die young. As the Commander through wave after wave of his men into the enemy’s death grasp, he knew that many wouldn’t see the light of day. He knew that heroes die young. All of the Commanders’ men knew that this was the last try to gain a foot hold on the Ridge. The men also knew that heroes die young. After the smoke cleared and the last cry of death was heard, the Commander and his men mourned the deaths of their fallen comrades, and each man knew that their friends didn’t die for nothing. They knew that in the years to come they will never forget the Heroes Who Died Young. Nov. 9/93 Jason A. M.

THE WANDERER I walk down this lonely road in sorrow. Wondering if I will see tomorrow. Am I forever cursed to roam? Never to find a home. I am but a shadow of the man that I was yesteryear. And I pray that I can find the strength not to shed any tears. My heart beats in my chest like a caged animal wanting to be free. For I want a life again, a life just for me. I will forever travel these roads and highways until I have found myself. Until then I will forever be The Wanderer! Feb 8/97 Jason A. M.