A black horse is set free,
The shot soldier falls to his knees,
Death smiles in the dark.
Winter the slow white wolf,
The daily dying sun gives no light,
Black ice the howl of night.
The Gulag is now empty,
Every ghost a fallen leaf,
Exorcised by time.
Another boy dies,
A red rose blooms in the desert,
Who wins the war for oil ?
A fat pig in the woods,
Greedy whores in Parliament,
Hunt truffles and cash.
The nodding donkeys nod,
Media machines kill free minds,
With blizzards of lies.
A falling star dies,
Truth is replaced with lies,
Winter rules the world.
Saturday, 6 February 2010
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I Like That an ancient form for a modern day
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