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The nations rose
by Keith D AllisonFrom tyranny to tyranny
From revolutionary
to revolutionary
touching the yard of change
birth of blood
children children
sing to the Sweet Messiah
praise anointed one's name
for freedom shall know the tyranny rose
in the thunder
hearing the trumpet of the grave
11/04/2009 Posted on 11/05/2009
Copyright © 2024 Keith D Allison
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 11/06/09 at 07:50 PM Excellent, Keith. I think you've, in a way defined what may be "destiny", which also might be defined as: a tyrant's authority for crime and fool's excuse for failure. Thanks. |
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