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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required O ye heavens From thy dwelling of no time The reside of the eterne Where beings of beauty and the good abode Look and see Below where streams Flow tears and seas are crimson See our fathers taken Where fists are clinched with hate, hearts weeping not love deceased life having no forgiveness of sins Humanity, the brawling of brothers See our mothers sorrowed with loneliness Weeping the son slaved to exist Whilst they sit crowned on a scarlet coloured beast holding a bow, hiding the arrow Conquering and to conquer with deceit See the land we plough dry and barren Giving birth to thorns and thistles of injustice And conned democracy silencing freedom of our speech Denying children to eat of their father's struggles bread While they drink of our sweat milk and honey See our streams in turbulence flow tears of anguish Cried in silence of heart betrayed by the ballot Made captive by the hand that promised to feed Peace in freedom of unity See our dreams In the thickest of darkness haunted by nightmares Of doom Failing young hearts Wandering empty streets barefooted blistered fighting handicapped to exist while Subdued by fear, The sting of dictatorship See tomorrow of a generation I beget, Poverty laden streets rotten of incurable diseases Bullets and bombs for their pride and grandeur Sucking innocent blood strength of their existence Till all that's left Is tears we cry. 'See O thee that illuminates, Take to remembrance evils of our elders and shut thy moon her light before them shine not stars in darkness they seek friendship Let tears of the sun flood their paths and erode their bridge walls turning the hearts of their children against desires they hold making their household a desolate plain'
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