Revolution

by Broken Dreams   Oct 10, 2006


The cannons lit as the guns shot out
The bodies fell both left and right
The smell of war soon filled the air
Carnage and death all around
A cry for help, a scream of pain
Men with sweat upon their brows
No structure, only random hits of doom
A revolution of the mind
A revolution of the soul

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