The Village ChildrenA Poem by MartinaThe parents are punished for their sins against their children.There was silence with the village children, They did not whisper nor did they make a sound. As they stood in the centre of the little town, There lay the bodies of their deceased parents And it was like an Angel had come down and wreaked Divine Retribution On the the parents of this accursed village. For in fact, they were all sinners, and the children their victims, So the Angel had condemned them, to the farthest depths of Hell. © 2013 MartinaAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorMartinaBrisbane, Australia, AustraliaAboutThis account is basically dead. Except for occasional tweaking of content and the possibly rare update. My name is Martina and I'm 17. A lot of the works on account are five years old. more..Writing
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