paintedmusic
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I write for the same reason I breathe - because if I didn't I would die. -- Isaac Asimov
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Post by paintedmusic on Jan 7, 2008 23:01:01 GMT -5
Red, White, & Blue
Red for the blood That spills in the streets Blood for our brothers, Mothers, sisters, fathers Blood for the people They were forced to kill
White for blanched faces Of parents told their Angelic, little, perfect child Is dead
Blue for the tears That wash away grime From those who took a life And the tears that Cascade like waterfalls From eyes of those who Are bereft of their families
Red for the screams That turn a throat raw White for the prayers That people stopped sobbing Blue for the tears That God sheds in Heaven
Red for the hatred The knot that ties a stomach White for the fear Twinkling in all eyes Blue for the streams Nonexistent in these deserts of pain
Red for the slow-spreading smile That mars Death’s flawless face White for the bony hand outstretched As Death carries the souls away Blue for the lips as air becomes scarce As souls relinquish their lives for the unknown
There is no bravery in red There is no purity in white There is no liberty in blue
Please let me know what you think!
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