Saturday 14 March 2015

The ruins

In the ruins of the world
Where I found life
Where they fought
Without thinking about day and night

Where we worked towards our freedom
And they, towards their life
As the world didnt know it
As they couldn't see the strife

In the heart of this place
Where their cemetery is erected
Where we respected their memory
Where our own people also died
But their names? In the ruins they hide!

The world seems so beautiful today
And the most peaceful is this place
What the place has seen
Can't be described in simple ways

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