B.C.

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    B.C.
    Soaring thru the heavens
    My thoughts that come to me
    Remind me of the old times
    Before we were really free
    This day and age it seems so simple
    To hide just exactly what we are
    But way back when so long ago
    They hunted us far and wide
    All across our Mother Earth
    They tried to flush us out
    Burnings, stakings, decapitations
    But we were strong and stout
    For centuries we have walked this earth
    For centuries we have preyed
    Upon the mortals of this place
    And we shall never ever go away.

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

    Vampi’s Poems (18)

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