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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required you have been waving your big whip over the vulnerable and the sick, you have been using your unauthorized power to walk over the affluent and the weak claiming that you are the man of the hour. How many times have you lost and been driven out of the town without sympathy or crown? How many times have you caused the poor to water a decaying garden at the back door? My blood is boiling and my heart is racing. It is about to break loose and every man has to lay flat on the roof. What brings you here so early when the men of Valor are seeking glory , see them with guns strapped to their backs, boots laced up to their knees and camping knives under their belts, they are getting ready for the second hell. I can hear the tanker rolling down the street and the traffic has built up on the other side of the city and the minstrel is marching frantically through the street; tall men with grim faces came out of the trucks with guns pointing in the air and looking around everywhere as if the enemy was near. More than a hundred men came out of the trucks running all over and spraying bullets in the air and fear engulfed the street. It was not an invasion, it was a target of a particular name brand, they vow to take out the entire clan if the community did not cooperate and move slowly toward the gate, and the men in questions were living inside and batten up tight with guns pointing through the holes ready to shoot when they are told. The air was extremely polluted and the soldiers had to cover their mouths with masks and balaclavas. The morning dragged on with a standoff on the barren land, the soldier order them to come out but the men began to shout and the tension increase; The volume gets louder and the resistance began to swell and the young soldiers with his fancy hair style took out his handkerchief and wipe his eyes, He said, "if you don't come out, I am coming” and before he could respond a barrage of bullets rang out from the little house and the young soldier lie bleeding on the ground . It was sudden and quick and the general was forced to take cover; the exchange went on for an hour and the guns suddenly became silent The trees bow their heads in grief and neither sound nor movement could be heard inside, the last dude came out with his hand on his head and the men in the room all lie dead, bleeding from the head. Cancel!
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