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Tell It Not To the Mountains

I do love, To pass my little fingers Across the sharks that troubles The sea, capsize the ships, Tell it not to the mountains, whisper it not To the butterfly : Butterfly carry it abroad to the silence city, (where the martyr, hero of our nation laid) Grave weep out oceans of blood their struggle has been Capsized. The Jericho wall has be broken, Invaders match in, Four building pillars of our nation collapsed Like a china earth. The ships capsize by incapable captains, In the midst of ocean. Tell it not to the butterfly less the dead mourn And the grave flood with ocean.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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