It began with a silent word,
Exchanged from miles away,
“Peace!”
Voiceless, and yet, profound,
The path of solitude we once walked,
Had since disappeared,
And we are alone no more.
In the Land of the Free,
Where day and night are one,
And distance exists not,
Silent words unite us,
Rejectors of indoctrination,
Believers of free will.
Though this silence you cannot hear,
Can you feel, this growing hope?
That the day will come to pass,
When the walls of traditions are broken,
The holy authorities frighten no more,
Shackled minds are set free,
And mankind will be one.
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Sydney (Ashburner Street), 7th April 2011 22:04
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