Hopeful Pride

December 18, 2010
By Anonymous

we fall in line one by one
Hearts be fretting we are done
As one by one we follow
Left in despair to wallow
We walk one by one in the same line
Dening everything,we are fine
so when death began it approach
we all prepared to be squeshed like a roach
But one boy in his deepest dream
Did not wish to be what was seen
yet fate is cruel and we are its puppets
so with head held high
he looks to the sky
And meet his death with a new face.

The author's comments:
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