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the day is passing like a riot a cloud of people chant the jailbird's song a string of placards encircled the throng a meteoric rise in the atmosphere has reigned in the souls of many a fist.... the heart of a crowd is listening wildly to speeches and voices emphasizing a point and views that each and everybody shares a unity that binds the masses there is one man that head the arms and bodies of this throng and he comes on strong to those who have done the nation wrong a slim and simple being seeing, seeking and wanting some changes some soothing replacement to this scourging arrangement the sun shines through him and although wounded with scars knowing one cell to the other, he keeps the challenge in his soul and tried to reach a porch in the sun for his people, for his children and for all that will come, after him.....
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 7:53 AM UTC
Of Truncheons, Barbed Wires and Tear Gases