After a year or more of
dictatorship,
fear ,
no
democracy,
no greetings,
shrieks,
tension,
stress,
tears,
sweat,
but no blood
justice came through.
The community came together
from the lowest
to the
highest
with questions that could not be answered,
in peace,
with applause,
with tears –
sad tears.
It took a few hours, but the fall came.
The fall was hard;
like a tree after the lumberjack yells
T I M B E R!!!!
The fall was just.
Good had won
with applause,
with tears-
joyful tears.
A memorable day!
Written : December 15,2017 Todos os direitos a Meire Marion
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