'Our Hero's Sacrifice' by: Amorajuls Poem by Amora Juls

He was once a nobleman
with an ambitious plan
He only hoped for us to become free
as he was infatuated with his country

Freedom! is what he screams.
Colonization! is what his opponent schemes.
A quill and ink were his only sword.
But death was given to his own accord.

His death was a misery
without any chance of its rescissory
As bullets penetrated his soul
Rebels unleashed chaos as their goal

For years they hid from their conspiracy,
but his death brought them to defeat this tyranny
Alas! Bloodshed was their only choice
to achieve the freedom we could rejoice.

At last! Peace has been finally claimed
Independence has now been proclaimed
We owe this victory to his demise
as today's youth are nothing without our hero's sacrifice.