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Splashes of ink Scatter amidst the land Harrowing it may seem, All in a tremendous disarray. Thou cannot strain As substantial as the others, But thy will strive For thine destiny. Thy purity had been lost Innocence, stolen Engrossed in war, Several, forgotten Innumerable lives had been adrift In an inexorable execution. How could this be? Humanity has not yet been conceived. Could not they concede, Their ways were transgress Thou say to thee, You are solely mere grime. Hope is still existing Freedom will be the next For thine liberty, Captivity won't ever transpire. I thank thee for the fortitude All who ventured in lethal combat As thou reminisce the occurrences In what ye entitle now as "history."
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Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 4:25 AM UTC
In Thy Time
Splashes of ink Scatter amidst the land Harrowing it may seem, All in a tremendous disarray. Thou cannot strain As substantial as the others, But thy will strive For thine destiny. Thy purity had been lost Innocence, stolen Engrossed in war, Several, forgotten Innumerable lives had been adrift In an inexorable execution. How could this be? Humanity has not yet been conceived. Could not they concede, Their ways were transgress Thou say to thee, You are solely mere grime. Hope is still existing Freedom will be the next For thine liberty, Captivity won't ever transpire. I thank thee for the fortitude All who ventured in lethal combat As thou reminisce the occurrences In what ye entitle now as "history."
A trial poem. I know there are some errors, but at least I tried. © Cyrille Octaviano, 2015
#war#world#time#history#soldiers#before
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Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 4:25 AM UTC
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