posted June 10, 2000 02:11 AM            

It was the night before the contest,
the Iron Brother lived all alone.
In a one bedroom house,
made of plaster and stone.

The Iron God came to this home,
for dedication that the Iron Brother did give.
And to look upon the squaller,
where the Iron Brother did live.

He had scars and stretch marks,
sprains and strains of all kinds.
And one pensive thought,
came through the Iron God's mind.

The Iron Brother's house was different,
inside was dark and dreary.
He found the home of an Iron Worshipper,
at once, he could see this clearly.

The Iron Brother lay sleeping,
breathing softly...so silent and alone.
Curled up on the floor,
in this one bedroom home.

The Iron God realized,
of all the Brothers he saw this night.
They were all commited to the Iron Throne,
and the Iron Bar, they were willing to fight.

Iron Brothers around the world,
knew the price they had to pay.
They bleed their Iron through overtime,
and rarely enjoy the light of day.

They bypassed good times, and parties,
each day, every month of the year.
The Iron God felt a kinship,
to the Iron Brother laying here.

The Iron God couldn't help but wonder,
how many Brothers lay alone.
And bodies ached throughout the night,
in these small, one bedroom homes.

Just the very thought,
brought a tear to the Iron Gods eye.
He then dropped to his knees,
and the Iron God began to cry.

The Iron Brother awakened,
and croaked out in a rough voice.
Iron God don't cry,
this life is my choice.

I lift to feel the freedom,
and I do not ask for more.
My life is yours Iron God,
and my body, to it's very core.

The Iron Brother breathed deeply,
and then lay quite, in his eternal sleep.
The Iron God couldn't control it,
and he softly, continued to weep.

The Iron God sat watch,
so silent...and so still.
Until he began to shiver,
at the coldness, of this nights chill.

He didn't want to leave,
on that dark and dreary night.
For the Guardian of the Iron Throne,
lay in death, before the Iron God's sight.

Ranger

Nuff said my Iron Brothers????

OK....no shit....who cried...heh heh heh...!!! It's all good......!!!

posted June 10, 2000 02:13 AM            

Ill expect it soon..heh..heh..heh..

Your the master man..

posted June 10, 2000 02:29 AM            

WCP

posted June 10, 2000 02:53 AM            

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"The race is long... and in the end, it's only with yourself."

posted June 10, 2000 09:35 AM            

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Born to fight, Trained to kill, Ready to Die, But never will!

posted June 10, 2000 01:01 PM            

Glad to hear your feeling like mean mother fucker again bro!

Are you back in the gym yet?

posted June 10, 2000 05:19 PM            

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I against I.........H.R.

posted June 10, 2000 07:24 PM            

PEACE ROMEO