Even on the path of the farthest odyssey
life breathes ceaselessly.
With comrades drenched in endless glee;
bread of oneness is served indiscriminately

Hand in glove, we set out as savage lions
prowling through the canyons
we slaughtered hatred with no gun
dance while we burn our angst in the sun

In the widest desert, through the gale
the howling wilds begets no frail
we fastened our minds – we pray
our armour’s thickened by the day

Amidst the wrathful seas – we stand
brimming the air from the shore of our homeland
is the ambient music, the party’s grand
with a euphonic chorus ‘our heroes are back in the land’.
Posted by Daring

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

i'm so in love with the rhythmic succession of these lines. simple, yet grand in poetic expression.

March 23, 2009 at 6:47 AM  
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