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Author: Cheyenne
Fiction Rated: K - English - General - Published: 04-22-05 - Updated: 04-22-05 - id:1892927

Residing in a place where love is banned

And punishment is shame and death and pain

And being sacrificed to Earth's god, Man

Built up like melted gold in dust's terrain

At best with burns that heal from lovers' smiles

At worst in flames of hate that sear off hope

In hell created here in cruel earth wiles

And left with few uplifting ways to cope

Those people that the world has labled wrong

Those cursed by naive hearts of ign'rant ways

Take rise from silence, lies, and suff'ring long

And stand up for deliv'rence from these days

The seeds of revolution have begun

The struggle will not end until it's won



© Copyright 2005 Cheyenne (FictionPress ID:142255).


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