Of all ages' pain,
We endure in silence.
We never dare talk,
Nor groan, nor sigh, nor frown...
Now bow to our own will.
With preying eyes, they watched,
Like an Eagle hovering on a garter
With majesty they ranked,
As predators they feed on us;
The strange-skinned folks did
treat us with contempt.
Against them we struggled,
And at last... We did rise.

9ce 1 mr,,,mayb more shuld b updated

Ijehk7: 9ce 1 mr,,,mayb more shuld b updated

Thanks so much. I have written a lot and I plan on putting them up for readership soonest. You're appreciated.