Mira Posted September 11, 2003 Report Posted September 11, 2003 Time passes Wounds heal Leaving scars That all can feel Bombs explode Shrapnel flies Victims stare With piercing eyes Men died Women too They were loved Like me or you Freedom ’s now A name brand Protect it from The black gold sand Am I safer Than before? Is safety now A prize of war? Time passes Wounds heal Leaving scars That all can feel.
Chanz Posted September 12, 2003 Report Posted September 12, 2003 wow! i liked the rythem and the way it was set out. it was very powerful and emotional. i liked this! Nice Job!
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