Akin to a soldier
obliged to protect
mounted to brave the elements
hatred....indifference
injustice...war
that spawned from some malicious minds.
Stand firm...crumble not
suppress all evils that demolish your countenance
the happiness...the serenity ...the peace
that under your bosom found their refuge
so love and harmony can reign
within your limits
Joel (Bojo)
"the happiness...the serenity ...the peace
ReplyDeleteunder your bosom found refuge"- my favorite
line here...
thank you.
ReplyDeleteI hope you like the entire poem though and not just those lines.
of course i do, of course i do as always...
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