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Crystallized Tears
Crystallized tears When time, marched by the flame of a candle The fear, from the swords and peak of the temple When the virgin liberty was in a dungeon Tyranny was and is still for souls to be sunken New belief, a hope, lifts inquests and conflicts Empires, built on bones, and by others eclipses The game of kings, the war, ascendancy and gain With their seers, they conquest more and again The crystallized tears, marked the face of the earth From timeless injustice and the avarice's mirth Thence, the cannon, from the crust was born And the flesh of man, continues to be torn The war and coins are the trade of their life Thence, greed and death for the elite, shall thrive The fabrics of history, was sown by them and then The keys of the globe, were in chains and so was the pen The hope, was an orphan and lived with ghosts The rise of freedom, was seen far and from every coast Thence, tyranny turned the fear, from sword to fear by law So the the elite can keep their liberty by code and claw The ocean in quest, to the harbor, was by his waves To wash the marks on land printed by the feet of the slaves Freedom, he said, is the breath of the soul, to be blessed Since dawn, it tantalized earth and man to have rest Those souls, as yet, fighting the chains and webs Until eternity, by the elite, they will remain oppressed Dr.Mohammed F A Alrazak
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