http://slow.writerscafe.org/Shivan_Reaper The original writings of author Shivan Reaper en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776109874 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 So proud he was, standing there,All decked out, in his Army greens,So much had changed, both within and outside,Changed from just a man, to a proud Soldier. Back home, they were so proud,One of their own, going off to fight,Defend their freedom, in a foreign land.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shivan_Reaper/1055609/ At times it seems that this world is too much,That the burdens it gives us are too heavy to bear,As you fight to solve one problem two more are added on,And as they keep piling on, you wonder if you can survive. Even as we bear these loads that are so weighty,Still t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shivan_Reaper/1055607/ Asthe wind begins to howl and the sky darkens,Andthen the lightning crashes and the thunder roars,Therain pelts down in an angry torrent,Soakinginstantly those foolish enough to be caught in it. Fromshelter I stand and watch with awe,Nature’sfury un.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shivan_Reaper/1051481/ As I stand outside on a clear night,I gaze in wonder toward the sky,I see the moon and the stars so bright,They make me ponder the way things are. Are we really supposed to believe,That such things as these came to be,By mere accidents and matters of fate,Suc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shivan_Reaper/1047448/ As I stand mutely watching,The situation quickly worsening,I find myself frustrated,As there is nothing that I can do. At one time I would be there,In the middle of the action,Working to bring reason,To a problem quite vexing. But now I am nothin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shivan_Reaper/1047330/ As I sit here quietly,Alone with my thoughts,Not another person in sight,Free to think on my past. Much of it I would not claim,If I were given the choice,For though it has made me who I am,Much pain it has brought to me as well. Those around me .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shivan_Reaper/1020868/ Prose written from the depths of despair http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shivan_Reaper/1018643/