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the riot
Blood spattered on the pavement the lead rained down
The canons thundered
As the voice of god hollered
“stand down and you be allowed to live:”
And the cry came from the throats of the masses
“we’ll not live another day in slavery.’
The trenchons broke
Bullets fired
But news spread across liberties web
The cry rang out in the great tower
In the violent slums
“We’ll not live another day in slavery”
Blood spattered on the pavement the lead rained down
And guns fired the heroes took up AK’s
And charged into the city of the gods
And guns blazed and fire rained down
The dragons in the sky belched fire
They cried
“We’ll not live another day in slavery”
As blood spattered on the pavement and the lead rained down
Heroes fought and hereoes died and
Won there freedom to choose who stole from them
But it was not enough
They called to the lords and they fought and they died
And blood spattered on the pavement and the lead rained down
In the nation of the eagle
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Wow, this is such a powerful poem. Click...four stars!!! (^_^)...and I would also appreciate it if you could check out some of my poems too, and leave some feedback.
Oh, and plus I like the original theme you used, something that I don't read many poems about on this site.