Bless the Blessed Oust
Bless the blessed oust;
the priceless reveal,
which mutilated the corrupt.
Bless the birth anew,
the miracle incurred,
the birth of brand new worlds.
Stretch the mind to grasp them,
stretch the heart to greet them,
they are ours;
our salvation.
Our faith renewed,
our hearts in tune,
we hold our hands in unity.
There's still so much that's left to do,
yet we needn't fret-
Because we walk together into sunny weather.
- Viva La Revolution! The people of Egypt are closer to freedom then ever! I hope it
doesn't end here!
Copyright © Michael Benkhen | Year Posted 2011
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