The Ever Fought Shore and my Body

Oooh, its my body! I wanted to put more about me on my blog. So here we go. I can remain anonymous. You have my eyes, and my torso, You just need legs, arms, lips, nose, chin, and hair. Not that I really think you would care what I looked like. My last name starts with a G. Hmmm, mucho information for you! Really old poetry time!

The ever fought shore

Has the world been seeing?
What we fight for being
Everyday in the mess of the world
And sought through the ever fighting
Shores upon which blood from past fought wars
Upon a new more distant shores
To leave our home again once more
So that what we fought for is past told
And all we knew has since been lost
In the ever fought grounds of the crashing shores