Thu, 10/13/2016 - 14:24 -- Zidith

Golden age of mystery, 

Creating great misery.

Repeated history,

Down to duplicity.


A golden gate of bronze,

Cherish a golden swan,

Into the middle of dawn,

To chance on. 


The stars stride for tough-ness,

To show great justice,

Upon a two-sided Themis,

Bestowed by Emmis.



This poem is about: 
My country


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