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Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download it, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.

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“You don't know what freedom is; if you Knew what it was, you would fight for it With your bare hands" - Heroditus, Greek Historian. The cannon balls flew like comets in front of their faces, But they feared not; the flame of ushering change Deep in their souls was much hotter than the cannon balls, Or even a star that was about to explode. They marched from all sides, like ants heading to their anthills; They roared with rage, like gladiators entering the coliseum. Change had become inevitable; death became a gateway to immortality The fear faded away like the morning mist; the subjects reciprocated into masters Of their own destiny. --------- Rebels, at last! No one can protect that convoy from its fatal blast Counting steps every night, Forgetting faces, forgetting the blood shed Freedom found, through’ burst of glory Warheads, brave no longer scared Coping with what is right and wrong; a world, scaring us too long Profound in their atmospheres, a taste of healing Up the hill, rejoicing, once more to the sound of victory Sadden, by the loss of eternal life, beautiful and courageous A cannonball waiting to be carried home, tonight A fight for our country, and beliefs, death by the better man Who else to choose our destiny? Teddy Kimathi & Poetry Destroyer A, aka Linda (A Collaboration)

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The Revolutionaries

“You don't know what freedom is; if you Knew what it was, you would fight for it With your bare hands" - Heroditus, Greek Historian. The cannon balls flew like comets in front of their faces, But they feared not; the flame of ushering change Deep in their souls was much hotter than the cannon balls, Or even a star that was about to explode. They marched from all sides, like ants heading to their anthills; They roared with rage, like gladiators entering the coliseum. Change had become inevitable; death became a gateway to immortality The fear faded away like the morning mist; the subjects reciprocated into masters Of their own destiny. --------- Rebels, at last! No one can protect that convoy from its fatal blast Counting steps every night, Forgetting faces, forgetting the blood shed Freedom found, through’ burst of glory Warheads, brave no longer scared Coping with what is right and wrong; a world, scaring us too long Profound in their atmospheres, a taste of healing Up the hill, rejoicing, once more to the sound of victory Sadden, by the loss of eternal life, beautiful and courageous A cannonball waiting to be carried home, tonight A fight for our country, and beliefs, death by the better man Who else to choose our destiny? Teddy Kimathi & Poetry Destroyer A, aka Linda (A Collaboration)