Warsaw Uprising
By StaryEyed1
chanting out in cheerful voices the children carrying our burdens on their backs as they run into the fire perhaps they know their mission better than we perhaps we should know better than children what it takes to cleanse our sins all it leaves us, is lonely death in shame while they eagerly fight with the courage we lack we'll avert our eyes, none to break old habits for its the blood which colors the sheets over our eyes that keeps us from seeing the other side from seeing the noose around our necks they'll leave no home for our children to return to Written December 31st, 2001 © on Dec 31 2001 03:12 AM PST 0 • 9
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"chanting out in cheerful voices..."