Stand Tall

As sorrow passes,
The eyes do see,
Such a profound illumination,
In the light that covers the.
A path so destined,
At the age of birth,
A purpose not known,
Until a death that hurts.
The words they shift,
To complete a sound,
The ground does tremble,
From a source that’s not bound.
The people united,
Arms linked with might,
The evil still marches,
We’re now ready to fight.


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