These shores kissed now by poison lips
that speak of only love,
her mountains green ne’er trod by feet
sent here by God above.
Vexatious tongues rebuild her walls
and drown all those opposed,
that so each silenced thought destroyed
be as a coffin closed.
While men still talk of Nations
and plot with word and deed,
they anoint their aspirations
with blood of those who bleed.
Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 5:11 PM UTC
These shores kissed now by poison lips
that speak of only love,
her mountains green ne’er trod by feet
sent here by God above.
Vexatious tongues rebuild her walls
and drown all those opposed,
that so each silenced thought destroyed
be as a coffin closed.
While men still talk of Nations
and plot with word and deed,
they anoint their aspirations
with blood of those who bleed.
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