That's us
Ivory pinnacles
tearing up the horizon
Fight fire with fire
they say
but that is not my life
The vastness of the
majority
seems to wield supreme and
executive power, over all
and everything
An Ivory-tower existence
of the masses
who seem to know it all for the best
But they are not me
they are not us
We few,
we happy few
Fight fire with water
That's us
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The unreachable: | Donderdag, juli 01, 2004 13:26 |
| Zo ver gezocht...wonderfull piece of writing! | |
| Oorlam: | Vrijdag, mei 14, 2004 16:21 |
| :)..ik wil ook bij de brandweer:) mooi gedicht, de vorm die je kiest spreekt me aan |
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| FrozenScar: | Vrijdag, mei 14, 2004 15:59 |
| You must think a lot!! Lovely Poem =) |
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| de nifter: | Vrijdag, mei 14, 2004 15:19 |
| fight fire with fire en ride the lightning | |
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| Auteur: Cypher-punks | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 mei 2004 | ||
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