“The sunrise of freedom”

Severe the shout of freedom is,
bringing valour to the heart of one
and horror to the other.
One stands tall beating his chest,
casting shadow on the one below – stun,
with only a gun as his cover,
but no bullet can pierce a heart
that pumps that pumps the blood of many –
the blood of one.

Though flesh can be scarred,
though blood can be spilled,
no dusk of man can darken
his dawn,
the sunrise of freedom...