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The Limbs Of Freedom Hang on your dead on the trees of libertyThe Limbs Of Freedom by ~ZoLu
Let their foul droppings fall and fertilize the rich roots
As their eyes bulge in horror at these actions
And their hands come up to scratch at the rope encircling their necks
Until the nails break and bleed.
Let the youth who fight against you fall to the ground
Their blood staining the ground a rich red
That the flies swarm over in writhing hordes
Before it soaks into the dirt,
Dying the leaves that grow from this strange water
A vibrant scarlet.
So, yes, hang your dead on the limbs of freedom
Let them be a reminder of the price you must pay.
Sta.sh
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"Face fear with love."
"Be naked in thought, word and deed."
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Wondering Aimlessly within the Warmth of a Shadow
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