Where Hope Rests

July 18, 2008
A great expanse,
A difference in culture,
Are no barriers to these warriors.
Who, with their coats of orange and black,
Take to the skies to combat uncertainties.

No more ifs,
Not another maybe,
And then, once caught in the path,
In a flash of colour and whir of debate,
The problem ceases to exist.

The brave martyrs,
Fight for sanity and the heart.
One live lost, yet two are saved
And maybe someday, their service will not be needed.
Until then- hope rests on the wings of butterflies.

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