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Liberté
Thy pen; no mighty sword here preach
Where words, metallic, fall.
On blood-ink lines; stained city streets -
Oh time, thou horrors crawl.
Wrought freedom flits, it waxes, ebbs,
Whence censored bullets rain,
But fallow not among the dead
Doth liberty remain.
Copyright © Simon Austin 2015
Monday 12th January 2015 3:01 pm
Charlie Hebdo (in French)
Les bureaux d'un hebdomadaire
De nature extraordinaire
Furent aujourd'hui assaillis...
Ces assassins ont bien failli
Violemment faire, à cette adresse,
Choir la liberté de la presse
Du bout de leurs armes fatales.
Voici l'erreur fondamentale,
Que connaissent les journalistes,
Dessinateurs et satiristes :
Au nom de Dieu, ou pour soi-même,
On ne peut tuer, parce qu'on n'aime
Pas une idé...
Wednesday 7th January 2015 11:33 pm
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