Monday, March 16, 2009

THE FIGHT

Fires may rage and refuse to cease;

Clouds may pour in a furious tease

Against harsh elements of nature

In my womb, a seed I nurture

Cradling in my arms tomorrow's light

I'll hold on till the end of fight

18 aug 2008
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