IT’S NOT YOUR SKIN BUT YOUR SKILL EHICH COUNTS . JUST ONE OF THE MESSAGES OF THE STORY . WHAT ELSE ?
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Martyrdom
MARTYRDOM I WAS NUMB WHEN THE TELEGRAM ARRIVED YOU WERE NO MORE SNATCHED BY DEATH AT 22 I REMEMBER WHEN YOU WERE BORN A SWEET LOAD OF LOVE I REMEMBER WHEN YOU WENT TO SCHOOL I REMEMBER WHEN YOU WERE COMMISSIONED EVERYONE CONGRATULATED; BUT I HAD A DOUBT ‘IF YOU WERE TO DIE’ Continue reading “Martyrdom”