Barely a twelvemonth after
The seven days war that put the world to sleep,
Late in the evening the strange horses came.
By then we had made our covenant with silence,
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Ah, a lady approaches Gentleman, stand down Chivalry is dead, I should know, I killed it!
Who's that, dressed to the nines No clue, is that a disguise? With a classy suit and tie Who will look good at your funeral Spy! It's time to murder this track You'll find a knife in its back Got equipment? Watch me break it Saw me die, I probably faked it
Chicken Little is a 1943 short film created by Walt Disney during World War II and directed by Clyde Geronimi. The short was based on the Europen folk tale 'Henny Penny', known in the United States as 'Chicken Little'. It is an anti-Nazi film showing the evils of mass hysteria.
This is what a nuclear war can achieve. So can Covid 19. Digest this poem well.
studied this poem when in school 60years ago seems relevant to the awful happenings of today
I came back to this poem today to find again just how it said " Thereafter nothing" , but all of the words are right. Within the wider Corona destruction, my family has failed and I have lost my two boys of 7 and 2, and finally last Sunday all the talking with their mother was at an end.
It's almost like a film. So atmospheric and makes you feel humble when you realise how ineffective we are without our radios and tractors and " stuff" yet the horses still come to our aid.
A brilliant atmospheric piece on regeneration and ultimately hope. 'Free servitude' an affecting idea. Like my dog.
A war which lasted seven days has wiped out civilisation. A year on, a small community survives. They are not in contact with any other community. Nor are they sure if other communities have survived. The survivors must carry on living. A herd of horses arrive, also survivors, also isolated. Slowly, the humans and the horses renew their ancient bond. Their mutual survival becomes more certain.
I need 20 lines poem on animals but i am not getting one so u its bad and the person who is singing the poem that person is annoying so do something
This is a truly memorable poem that encapsulates my personal feelings of connection with horses despite my inability to ride. Romantic? Perhaps. But deep feelings and connections sometimes do wear romantic garments and are not of less importance by doing so.
It's nothing to do with horses. The horses are a metaphor for our general neglect of nature.
Yooo, this poem is as good as the sticky icky, finna bust a nutt over the screen. YEET.
Mujhe ek question ka answer chahiye How do the children pass their time on TV Plz answer me.
We read this poem at school in lusaka in 1960, and I haven't found it in any of the poetry books I have, so I am delightrd to have tracked down! It still moves me, over 50 years on.
this poem sucks hard body I gotta do dis for school #bored af
Let us hope that President Trump reads this poem and thinks awhile!
magic this gets more than i do. oh wait i get none: (
skill issue