And its the first poem here
My Jerusalem Of Gold
Throughout the generations
Battles were fought
Creating foundations
That were not for naught
Tears have been shed
Blood has been spread
Alas stories have been told
The Jerusalem of gold
Maybe there's sorrow and widows
But there's pride and heroes
Maybe its ancient and old
But its the Jerusalem of gold
Sometimes with pain
Sometimes with gain
Sometimes with grief
Sometimes with relief
Sometimes it's dark and cold
But always its Jerusalem of gold
What do you think?
My Jerusalem Of Gold
Throughout the generations
Battles were fought
Creating foundations
That were not for naught
Tears have been shed
Blood has been spread
Alas stories have been told
The Jerusalem of gold
Maybe there's sorrow and widows
But there's pride and heroes
Maybe its ancient and old
But its the Jerusalem of gold
Sometimes with pain
Sometimes with gain
Sometimes with grief
Sometimes with relief
Sometimes it's dark and cold
But always its Jerusalem of gold
What do you think?
