~The Fight~

the great wounds of solitary,
makes our sleeping hearts to be ready,
the words of vanity never change you,
you became strong and pain burns a few.
this things are giving us the courage to fight,
even if we crossroads and lose our sight,
now our fight for the canvas of freedom's game,
we will take this sword of shame,
making it swords of wisdom and dignity,
and slain all who walk in the road of guilty.
because the soaring war of human kind,
will fade into darkness that never will be find,
keeping it lock into the door of light,
and making it suffer for all the fight.
now we shall rejoice nd give words of praise,
take away sadness and have happy days,
for prejudice will be taken away,
and crush the pride in a desirable way.

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