Through the dungeons of slavery,
Out of the bonds of captivity,
And from the clasps of brutality;
Against all odds,
Have we emerged,
A nation founded upon Freedom and Liberty,
Standing upon the pillars of bravery and strength,
But may we never forget the lives of those who fought,
And gave their lives to get us where we are,
May the memories of those who gave us freedom air,
Remain alive on the minds of generations unborn,
May the histories and stories of our nation's heroes and heroines past,
Be sounded continually through the chronicles of time with a blast,
And may we live to always remember!
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Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Voice of a Poet I
From the genesis of humanity,
It has existed,
From the times of ancient history,
It has lived,
Even in our present age,
It still thrives;
Taking us back and forth the hands of time,
As it constantly gives us a reason to reflect on the revolution of the universe,
And the very essence of life itself,
A voice it is present in every heart,
A voice that lives forever,
A voice that can never be stifled;
A voice that cn be heard in its silence,
I call it THE VOICE OF A POET.
It has existed,
From the times of ancient history,
It has lived,
Even in our present age,
It still thrives;
Taking us back and forth the hands of time,
As it constantly gives us a reason to reflect on the revolution of the universe,
And the very essence of life itself,
A voice it is present in every heart,
A voice that lives forever,
A voice that can never be stifled;
A voice that cn be heard in its silence,
I call it THE VOICE OF A POET.
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