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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When overcoming anger I remember the day When the sun disappeared Heard the distant wail Of a gull lingering by the sea Knowing it could no longer stay. Its sad tune overtaken By the coming thunder Announcing a dark invasion With the furious clamor Of an inescapable tribulation. Today’s chaos seems to claim the end As it had been prophesied In all their books, used as a pretense That only left them paralyzed With a fear that made them lesser men. Pointing fingers was now a waste of time For the impending gloom was upon them all Not caring for strong or weak, black or white Rich or poor, neither the giants nor the small It was invading regardless of your truth or mine. But with its deadly weight It carried its own bitter truth It pursued its destructive aim As freely as freedom could In the same way our own we fiercely claim. However ours is now taken away There’s nowhere to run and hide The only thing left to do is it to face Together hand in hand and unite Forget my freedom if yours is invaded. Lay down our weapons Still our angry voices Lift our eyes to the heavens And sing as one voice Raise it in repentance. And as the waters wash away All the debris caused by the storm Our tears have washed away All the misery ever born The winds die, skies a glorious display. Limitless. By CarolineCécile, Nov. 23, 2008.
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