Dec 2018
the rats ate away the gowns of honor
the rust ate away the glitters of the crown
the years ate away the smoothness of skin
out of terror,
none touched the fierce spirit
the spirit of a hero.
the rust ate away the glitters of the crown
the years ate away the smoothness of skin
out of terror,
none touched the fierce spirit
the spirit of a hero.
No wave or mountain will ever **** the fire inside
