*Through the Zealand woman's perspective*
The strings that kept them bond were nowhere to be found
But the bodies of the fallen still remand covered
And the air craft no longer hovered
Over their heads the sun shined
And a new life is what they will find
They were no longer mutants but the same
They would no longer need to feel the shame
A new city is where their life will start
And from this land they will depart
David's dream was actually real
That dream he will be able to touch, see and feel
And let them hope this city will keep Petra safe
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I hope you enjoyed and if you want to see more, feel free to comment and ask.
Have a nice day.
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The Chrysalids Poems
PoetryThis is a school project i decided to put on here. For every chapter of The Chrysailds (there are 17 of them) i will write a poem. I hope you enjoy and if you haven't read The Chrysailds by John Wyndham there are going to be spoilers. I recommend...
