Friday, November 25, 2011

Next

Shackled tight and tied down low.
Below the light where no one goes
Freed from the bitterness without.
Then bound again and did not shout
For freedom's sake
For freedom's sake
We offer life and gall and ire
E'en though our joys so soon expire
So those behind will go before
Learn-ed from our wisdom cease all war.

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