<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464483" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On The Threshold Of 2010</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Days blend into weeks, and weeks into months, <br>Months make years, and years compose centuries.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I stand on the verge of 2009: the threshold of 2010, <br>With my kids overshadowed by apprehensions.<br>Here at the entrance of the valley of 2010, <br>I vividly see fog of smoke hovering over the hills, <br>Forces of the kings running in helter-skelter, <br>Using the most fatal weapons to snatch <br>The reserves of oil and the treasures of soil.<br>The same ancient law of forest is in vogue again<br>With full fervour, with fresh teeth, new-fangled hunger. <br>An amphitheatre of human bodies stretched <br>On the slopes and each rock is coloured red.<br>I smell the reeking stench of burning blood, <br>And shades being murdered of thousand of trees, <br>I fear passing through the valley of horrible events, <br>Where I shall have to go on leaving behind<br>At each step injured or murdered fellow beings.<br>Here I stand forlorn and I can not respond the question <br>Of my kids overshadowed by apprehensions, <br>“Criminals, defaulters are the elder but the recipient<br>Of unjust punishment will be the younger, <br>Or those who will step into the world in 2010.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Muhammad+Shanazar">Muhammad Shanazar</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=464483" data-title="On The Threshold Of 2010 de Muhammad Shanazar" data-description="Days blend into weeks, and weeks into months, Months make years, and years compose centuries. I stand on the verge of 2009: the threshold of 2010, With my kids overshadowed by apprehensions. Here at the entrance of the valley of 2010, I vividl..."></div> </div> </div>

solid border dashed border dotted border double border groove border ridge border inset border outset border no border blue green red purple cyan gold silver black