We Rise
From the city of lights, to many souls depart.
Evil entered their lives, pierced their innocent heart.
Left many to weep.
Along abandon streets flooded by soldier's boots,
searching for death that lingers and executes.
Shall we rise or sleep?
Will silent fear become a coat we come to wear?
Will our hearts grow strong, into evil's eyes we'll stare?
To light the city,
and feel yearning hearts beating for freedom's bright cause.
To lift our souls from ashes of death, just because,
Yes!We rise to fight.
contest...Tail Rhyme For France
11/23/15
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2015
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