Golden torchA Poem by LanaYou've ran through the bushes Where so few could go Your house was blown to ashes And the blood splattered on the floor You climbed the Mount Everest All on your own And you did it all against your wishes But you fail to let herself know That your strength is your greatest riches of all And when an obstacle as small And light as a feather in the wind Comes to your door You dare to believe you could never bear it Oh no You are the steel holding up the globe Your heart, a heavy stone And you should carry it with a golden torch Held high as you stand tall against the sky And scream "Freedom!" "I will have you until I die!" Oh Freedom You were meant to fly Don't you forget it And don't you cry
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