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    dots Submission Name: Independence Daydots
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    Author: endlessgame23
    ASL Info:    25/f/The Endless Table
    Elite Ratio:    3.24 - 28/41/44
    Words: 158
    Class/Type: Prose/Passion
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    dotsIndependence Daydots
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    My country 'tis of thee
    Sweet land of unliberties
    to Thee I sing.
    Land where my grandfathers died
    drunk on hooch, slaves, and pride.
    They hide atop the mountainside
    Far away from suffering.

    This is not OUR country
    Once great land of Beauty
    Now My Lady, corrupted maladies
    (Humankind)
    of quake, fire, drought, and rain
    No blood left to fill her veins.
    The devastation of thine
    (stolen) precious rocks and hills
    My darling Lady, cursed and ill
    Her heart is sorrow filled
    and so is mine.

    Warrior's ballads on bloated breeze
    Destruction, commands, and pleas
    "Sweet Freedom": An awful lie, human wrong
    Call Thy Gods within, "awake, awake"
    Pray, we've had all we can take
    Let the Revolution's silence break!
    At last, The Final Death knell rings

    Our, Father, "God" a joke of thee
    Author of evil, I despise
    I'll see you on the mountainside
    We shall escape thee
    and Let Freedom Ring.




    Submitted on 2017-07-04 17:00:54     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      I could not ask for anything more , the full crass in a song.
    The hunger for evil we have become , pow ,; yup it takes an eight year old to end a career . "not Freedom," its a far
    cry Golden fields in fall.
    Teika5
    | Posted on 2017-07-05 00:00:00 | by teika5 | [ Reply to This ]


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