A Gentle Breeze
yumado | March 8, 2010
The land laid still,
The earth, the trees were undisturbed.
The village cried out for freedom.
What hope had they to live?
Occupied armies carried on as they pleased.
As the soldiers
yumado | March 8, 2010
The land laid still,
The earth, the trees were undisturbed.
The village cried out for freedom.
What hope had they to live?
Occupied armies carried on as they pleased.
As the soldiers
yumado | February 4, 2010
Brothers lost,
Lands soaked in blood,
Sometimes I forget why I go on.
Riding through the steppes,
yumado | November 5, 2009
Sitting in the steppes,
Absorbing nature’s tears,
I look up and see the moon,
Thinking hope is just over the horizon.
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