I do have no sword
But I shall use my words
For out there, on the war rages
Like it has, truly, for ages
I have no arrows
And the way is narrow
Somehow, all curves are straight
And there's a meaning to our fate
There they stand,
Fiercely submitting the land
All living creatures surrender
Oh, but that yoke, I shan't go under
Even if alone
I shall remain and atone
For the prize of freedom
In this destroyed kingdom
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Tears Like Diamonds -Poetry
PoésieSimply poetry about being human and what that means...