The Meeting Of We Poem by auty paul jason

The sky were facing the thousand stars
When we met at the gate of freedom
Everything look more than us
In our blood
And the words that we have spoken
Must be the song of the world
As we holed our hands in one hand.

' Never ever took of those hands! '
We shouted every words in our heart.
We nailed every words in our eyes.
Exemptions in our soul can change a planet into dusts.

As the days were passing through our life.
As the hairs on our heads
Were turning to gray.
That look in our eyes also turned into black and white.