Saturday, July 14, 2012

Heaven beaded by barbed wires

We have seen them glitter after quenching their thirst

Soaked with bonded sweat, with innocent blood

They stood ruthless as the face of the tyrant

At times, it became my armor, sometimes, it covered my fist

My murderer made it into a deadly whip

Those barbed lines were installed to arrest the spirits

Gave me a reason, to continue my quest

Carrying along a hope and a desire

One fine day, these deadly thorns will corrode and fall apart

These lines will fall apart, these lines will fall apart

Making way for a harmless stretch

Where our children will walk without a scratch.

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