Three Hundred Towers. Poem by Marcondes Pereira
Three Hundred Towers.
Soldiers were ready for the slaughter,
Berlin's wall divided world and lives.
Even parents, son and daughter.
Family's links were cut with bricks, and knives.
Soldiers watched us from three hundred towers,
cold war's lovers ready to spread bullets and rage.
One more chapter written at one hundred fifty six page.
common people were stomping bonds and flowers
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