Sonnets of doomed past at lips
rhymes of defeat in chorals
on a unison in refrains of hate
the meek vocals
we'll sing them no more.
Legatos structured on tears
anthems patriotic to tribalism
pledges sworn in honor of aristocracies
never again on our lips.
Books of shame hymns; never will be read
strong in heart we'll arise in confidence
learn to beat victory drums
teach the voices of hope.
I'll hold her, dance the tune of love
guitar notes of nationalism
preach brotherly sermons
and write poems of faith.
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