Silver Wings Poem by LiuAi Thu Sheba

My friend.....my comrade.
Free people, , are angels with silver wings

Great people..
are the ones who make others feel great, not small
for that...you are a great person
so......
why are you so sad now? why are you so blue?
as if hardships never had an easy pass
as if man has never flew

..set foot on the moon
or the dark seas have never been conquered
and this world was never owned by Solomon

Please....
don't cry on me now
Don't shed those tears
don't show them your weakness
for the end is not near

This fight, has years to last
You& I
Live amongst Treacherous wolves
so be ready, and sharpen your axe.

& don't be sad, if you get stabbed from behind
because that means, you're ahead in line

keep walking forward! I got your back.
I know when I get stabbed, you'll get mine back
Those wingless crawlers
they can't fly
the wings are on the backs of
You
and I.


Your Loyal friend
Oni Me