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Elnaith -> RE: For lack of a better name. (8/26/2008 14:01:40)
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Parade
The parade starts,
Here are the organizers,
Smiling and beautiful faces
Showing the intense pride they have,
In their own nation.
The parade goes on,
The entertainers enter,
Ready to sweep up the crowd
Making them cheer,
For their own nation.
The parade goes on,
The stars enter the arena,
Cheers erupt for the gladiators
They will battle it out,
For their own nation.
The parade ends,
The common people couldn't come,
Downtrodden and poor
Would've disrupted the image,
Of their own nation.
Prison
In the prison,
He seeks peace,
He seeks to understand,
He seeks to overcome,
He seeks love.
In the prison,
No one sees him,
No one knows him,
No one helps him,
No one loves him.
In the prison,
His enemies appear,
No time for peace,
Locked up,
And still threatened.
In the prison,
He fights,
Combating his hate,
His fear,
His mind.
In the prison,
He is alone,
So he battles on,
Without help,
Without hope.
In the prison,
He has won,
His fear destroyed,
His hate,
His seclusion.
Out of the prison,
No one notices,
No one cares,
So he returns,
To what company he had.
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