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Voices
Six Million voices Call out to us In the darkness Of the night Begging don’t forget us Their sorrow and Their plight. A plague was brought Upon us Black eagles Engulfed the land Sixty years of sadness The young don’t understand That what once Came amongst us Can rise Again unasked If we don’t pay attention To the voices Of the past.
George Ross Glen 27 January 2005 |
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