The faceless captive stood tiptoed
staring at the gray concrete wall
“What will we do, when the stars one by one fall
and the shadows draw near?”
The shackled monk muttered
“When the enemy approaches, will we run
our hearts filled with fear?”
“Now is the time, for flesh and steel to collide.”
said the knight firmly in his final stride proud
Crawling in slick the soldier cried out:
“We shall stand strong, and in silence pray.”
“For long is the night, that never finds the day.”
whispered the Asian girl, with her acid burned eyes
“Now is the time.” echoed the pilot
soaring high above Normandy’s skies
“ ‘Till our death!”
shouted the boy, before the blast took his breath
The black slave sighed heavily
“What is freedom? Tell me dear brother,
please.”
The unborn child smiled bitterly
“A goddess..
on her knees.”
| m@rcel: | Maandag, mei 09, 2005 23:25 |
| Heel mooi geschreven PRACHTIG Liefs m@rcel |
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| Silver Moon: | Maandag, mei 09, 2005 22:10 |
| ben jaloers zegt dat genoeg hahaha respect | |
| Godsend: | Maandag, mei 09, 2005 22:05 |
| nu helemaal stil, buig mijn hoofd diep voor dit staaltje meesterwerk... shit...dit doe ik je niet na!!! WWWWOOOWW!!! |
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| Auteur: milamber |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: fox_bert | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 09 mei 2005 | ||
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