Bright Heavens Poems

Joy was our essence
Happiness, our prerogative
Halcyon was where we sheltered
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My name is Protest
I'm the lifeblood of activism
The acid test for solidarity
The raucous echo of the oppressed
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Hats-off to the quintet of the numbers
Glad to have you here
So much have we missed your holidays,
And birthdays
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Deep within my restless heart
Lay a pregnant commotion of fervour
A thirsting for a delivery
of the fragrances of compassion.
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