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They sought out the hands of our band masters
For dialogue. Masters in whom’s back we
Gathered courage to make noises which sounded
In the sheer hollowness of the wolves ear,
Over our barren land and polluted water
We matched down the streets, nooks and cranny
With song of emancipation
To restore our motherland and dreams lost in day time.

On a round table
Our band masters broke the oath of allegiance.
Our voice rest in silence as we watch them
Speak in forked tongues
And with painted words, they keep the words
Of promise to our ears and break it to our hope
Then we realize we were without warriors.

On a round table
We lost it all, the tumult and shouting died
Bands are gone
More shall still come.

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On A Round TAble

Contributed by nwafiery on Thursday, 7th November 2013 @ 06:41:25 AM in AEST
Topic: political

On a round table
They sought out the hands of our band masters
For dialogue. Masters in whom’s back we
Gathered courage to make noises which sounded
In the sheer hollowness of the wolves ear,
Over our barren land and polluted water
We matched down the streets, nooks and cranny
With song of emancipation
To restore our motherland and dreams lost in day time.

On a round table
Our band masters broke the oath of allegiance.
Our voice rest in silence as we watch them
Speak in forked tongues
And with painted words, they keep the words
Of promise to our ears and break it to our hope
Then we realize we were without warriors.

On a round table
We lost it all, the tumult and shouting died
Bands are gone
More shall still come.

Copyright Â© nwafiery ... [ 2013-11-07 06:41:25]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: On A Round TAble (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Friday, 8th November 2013 @ 12:25:53 AM AEST
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So true.
A masterpiece of truths.
Blessings,
emy

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