<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=434129" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cries That Led Them Into Protective Battle</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A mass induced prepared to crush.<br>An explosive promise to bum rush, <br>And hush.<br>Delays what was portrayed...<br>As aggressive bleeding to inflict, <br>With a quickness that would not dismay<br>A cause for rebels to cheer.<br>But a leaking of greatness, <br>Unrelentlessly squeezes.<br>Increasing debates, <br>To end destruction of applied hate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Discriminating voices...<br>Find their choices, <br>Diminishing to choose between abusing tactics.<br>And cryptic delusions of values upheld.<br>The cost of this, <br>Has eroded myths! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Foundations once solid and sitting bold...<br>Now on the threshold of being sold, <br>To those on foreign lands controlling resources.<br>Maintaining the gold and observing the unfolding.<br>As quick as a light switch, <br>Constantly on...<br>Now off to find many blind! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And those preparing the script for conflict, <br>Could care less.<br>They are not obsessed with biases.<br>Or racist deeds they manifest! <br>Pockets they fill with greed to gain.<br>One aim only is their game... <br>To leave the masses in pain! <br>No shame seeps from these evil demons.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Too true they know...<br>Those who have not, <br>Will fight themselves over the remains! <br>Even if realities kept, <br>And slowly peeled from foreclosed doorsteps... <br>Becomes nonexistent.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And with cries that led them into protective battle, <br>Sweeps them into a chaotic madness! <br>To struggle over dust, <br>On turf that has rusted! <br>And no one can claim they own.<br>As instigators have initiated deceit...<br>Feast together, <br>Where they have flown! <br>Yet unknown to them...<br>Descends from skies to hide from them Sun, <br>Are The Masters of true rule. <br>From the heavens who come to shock the awed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=434129" data-title="Cries That Led Them Into Protective Battle de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="A mass induced prepared to crush. An explosive promise to bum rush, And hush. Delays what was portrayed... As aggressive bleeding to inflict, With a quickness that would not dismay A cause for rebels to cheer. But a leaking of greatness, Unrele..."></div> </div> </div>

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