We're not yet ready,
Facing them;
The challenges,
The death,
And the'freedom'.
In the wars we've fought,
It was all;
Blood,
Life,
And dreams,
That we had lost.
But so sad...
'none' had won.
We NEED;
Teamwork!
Unity!
Strength!
Solidness!
For one goal,
And it was called,
"Freedom."
This event!
Marks as a great history!
Of man kind.
Let the historians embarked them!
Let the refugees spread them,
That we! 'Survived'.
At the land of war,
At the land where death marched!
'The Pearl of The Orient'!
JE LEEST
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Poëzie"When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses." ...
