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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=346555" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>IDP: Prisoner with out number</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">walking barefooted without any direction in the humid <br>dry land, under a wrecked super tank; flesh blood smell racking <br>the firing canon aim to the mountainous camps of cave fighters, <br>arms only with their AK’s and rocket lancer, with strength of<br>dream that freedom be achieved only in exchange of life</div><div style="margin:10px 0">wounded as the exchange of bully fire, with high power <br>machine gun and Apache Helicopter, firing without mercy, to<br>the fighter of their own land, the night becomes a day of blows<br>of fire, as the day turn into a living inferno of black of clouds<br>paving the riders of death to haul as many as the sand</div><div style="margin:10px 0">thirst drifted my foot, the heat of the sun burn my forehead<br>and my skin, waiting the vulture to come with the sweet saliva<br>the Scorpion hunting for a lunch, the sting of death march to the <br>doorstep in the fuming smoke of the barrel and the bullets with<br>out cause, leaving death bodies, in the rocks and dunes, while <br>the silent of the star watch the night fall in the desert I behold i<br>lay my hand</div><div style="margin:10px 0">thousand and thousands of footprint leaves no mistake, in the<br>death march, everyone has to go with only a hero’s pay you will<br>survive, the guardian of every fate no one can stand, where in the<br>heaven and in the earth, with no food and shelter, the body sleep<br>in the ground, as snake and poisonous spider ready to bite, our<br>naked body stay for a hungry bite of the wild animal it display</div><div style="margin:10px 0">leave me nothing but to remember if your heart is lucky to see, <br>the pain and the suffering, the refuges camp we stay, offer with no<br>food and security, as the day runs for a grave we live and no one<br>knows the real identity</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we are the citizen of the land, with no number we bring, in the<br>land where everything is free and nobody dare us to live, until you<br>came in our history….please leave us with no return, and let our<br>lives flourish in the land, with milk and honey …..as we shout<br>Freedom we live, freedom we survive……..leave us free</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>' a tribute to our brothers and sisters who live in the<br>different refugees camp '</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Antonio+Liao">Antonio Liao</a><div class=q>
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