adema female, 17 |
Schoolgirl ;p Alytus / Lithuania member since 08.07.2007
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Poetry is my passion.
History is my passion.
Music is passion.
Tell me yours ;)))
ANTIGONE Farewell, my bridegroom – I have never kissed you. Farewell, my son – who never was. Love brought me here and love will show me out... In trembling hands the flutter of a captive morning gust. But I will come again. A thousand times. Across the desert sand, the rain-soaked clay, the firesites, – I will be back. To bury brothers in the dead of night. I will come barefoot. I will be unarmed, with empty hands. The law which calls me stands above all laws. And if – they curse me, or ignore me, Or have their courts condemn me for the thousandth time, – I shall not be condemned. And I will come again and haunt them as I walk the battlefield at night – This salty crust – in which I bury brothers – black and white. A tyrant's shadow hovers heavy over land and sea And names of slaves are scorched on our faces with the mark of shame, – And thus – I must be back. A thousand times. To breathe the dark in which your body is enshrined. To hold your helpless head. To place the blade against your side. Condemned a thousand times. Your sister. Your Antigone.
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