Monday, November 10, 2008


There were tears in her eyes,
Standing at a distance she could not help...

Bloodied by the fight, wounded all over,
Yet he stood strong, he had a reason to.

There was an idea, a vision,
It was the wish of a dying man.

A man who had lived fighting a war,
Hoping for peace and harmony to prevail.

This idea was his dream,
It's realization his purpose...

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