The Last colony

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The last colony


Hailing primal pellets and boisterous breaths of fiery fury

On the streets of a great haven born of change

Neither compelled to yield to the times

Grave scenes bellow out from city streets


Knowing only peace and prosperity for lifetimes

One dissatisfied becomes an army to a cause

Not in crime, not in war, but in the search of light

Glinting light that offers the path to a brighter future


Protecting precious liberties like priceless gems awash in gold

Ready to stand on either side for two fabled dreams

Out of skyscraper forests come new towers of smoke

Threats are but hollow in the grand scheme

Easier said than done for all to disperse

Some for the goliath against David

Terrors tarnish the jewel of the River Pearl

Some for the mouse against the cat


Kneel or be forced to kneel

Only fear is to be feared by the believers

When will man learn?

Lingering animosity breeds discontent

Ominous warnings are heeded by all

Odious figures inspire many to one clan

Near the eyes of the world to see


Victory is a far fetched prize on a steep battlefield

In the valleys of time all are remembered

Courage to cowardice, fear to fearless

Torn apart is the city that has been put to rest

Odours of gases fill the dank air

Rumbling shields like an army at war

In time the truth will be told

Avarice and compassion are not bedfellows


Beating hearts to the march's sound

Eerily hostile awaiting heroes to rise

In tandem the winds of change howl

Justice must be served, sided with liberty

In droves, the two crowds continue to swarm

No-one should be destined for martyrdom

Gripping umbrellas to divide and conquer


People jailing the bad, and freeing the wrongly damned

Enabled by separate powers of will and distinction

Antagonizes rise on all sides

Compromise and reconciliation must flower

East and West must see the travesty


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