۲۹ خرداد ۱۳۸۹

Remembrance





Remembrance

 I am the terrified child Longing for the comfort of my father’s soft hand. The tears rolled down my once rosy cheeks as he left to fill a filthy trench. The pain and sorrow in my heart would never heal. The day he left I would never forget. The day he left I felt sadness. The day he left I knew he wouldn’t come back. I am terrified child awaking in the dark, cold night screaming his name knowing he’s not here any more.
By Mandy
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۱ اردیبهشت ۱۳۸۹

Let them think



Let them think- they have won
Let them think- they du have profit from.
Let them pile interest on interest in their treasure.
Just let them
“Those who follow them, are wolfs in the sheep clothes Sheppard knows”



By Damon
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۲۱ فروردین ۱۳۸۹

I hear them


I hear them
at least I hear the noises of hoofs their horses
they’re coming in battalion in cavalry in millions
they’re illegal, aliens. 
They get us
they take us. 
they unclothe us they wash us they make us 
They cloth us 
they replace us.
pretty soon 
they’re aliens. 


 By Damon
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