Sunday, February 15, 2015

The Revolution Bell Comments

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Somewhere, I heard this chilling Roman Rhyme
Where seeds of great oppression grow, listen!
Quiet! You will hear her toll; 'Liberty'.
Forged in the hottest, flaming, furnace
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Rakhi Jayashankar 15 February 2015

very unconventional poetry

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