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In the Footsteps of Giants.

  • Writer: poetryfortheinsane
    poetryfortheinsane
  • Jun 4, 2021
  • 1 min read

Hold your head up high boy.

We were Kings

Once,

And that blood still burns

Deep within,

Lion hearted.

We will never die.


Stand up tall boy.

We were warriors

Once,

And all the men

Of the setting sun

Could not make us bend the knee.

Our glory will never fade.


Keep your chest proud boy.

We were Giants

Once,

Who made even the Gods

Cower in fear

As our voices rumbled with Thunder.

Legends will remember us.


Keep your heart open boy.

We were united

Once,

Before forked tongues used

Blood, bullets and bombs

To push their wedge between us.

We will stand together again.

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