THE BARD: LIBERTY'S CRY

THE BARD: LIBERTY'S CRY: LIBERTY'S CRY "We hold these truths to be true, to be self evident, That all men are created equal, They are endowed by the...

LIBERTY'S CRY

LIBERTY'S CRY

"We hold these truths to be true, to be self evident,

That all men are created equal,
They are endowed by the creator
With certain unalienable rights,
That among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness".

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No man was created to own you.

We do, hold these truths to be true,
That the virtue termed freedom is absolute,
That the view that freedom is only awarded 
To those that support the hand that wields the gauntlet of power
Is certainly not true.
We do, hold these truths to be true,
That the ideals of self determination and democracy
Were not created to be by man misused.
They are not tools that were created to be used
To impoverish and enslave those who don't have a clue
As to how these ideals ought to be used. 

We do, hold these these truths to be true,
That every man, every nation was created to thrive
And not to strive under the tyranny and corruption
Of Western domination.
We do of course, hold these truths to be true,
That life is a gift from God
And it ought not to be misused.
The tentacles of war have no reason to hold on
To the bones of human life

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Simply because there is nothing reasonable
Well, except from greed and corruption
That is worth fighting for. 
We do, hold these truths to be true,
That we are told to ignore
The old age precepts of morality
And replace them with the vile, incandescent 
And skewed principles of "modernity".

We do, hold these truths to be true,
That no man was created without
The abject and absolute values of justice
And of virtue.
What is right and what is wrong
Has always been strongly absolute.
We do, hold these truths to be true,
That no one can even try to allude 
To the fact that there is no such thing called Truth.

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We hold these truths to be true, to be self evident,
That man and woman are equal.
Man and Woman are largely distinguishable parts
That together form one whole.
Neither of them was created to be a sequel.

We hold these truths to be true, to be self evident;
Justice, liberty, freedom and the pursuit of happiness is for all,
Whether that person is black, white, brown, yellow, short or tall.
These virtues were created by God.
These virtues that in commonality
We all hold as absolute
Are meant to be enjoyed by all.

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A poem by Tumuhairwe Bruno Edgard (Edgard The Bard).

THE BARD: THE 14TH OF FEBRUARY

THE BARD: THE 14TH OF FEBRUARY: THE 14TH OF FEBRUARY Courtesy of  unsplash.com Honey, sweetie, pumpkin pie, As we sit here on this august day, As I look at you...

THE 14TH OF FEBRUARY

THE 14TH OF FEBRUARY

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Honey, sweetie, pumpkin pie,

As we sit here on this august day,

As I look at your dreamy eyes,

I cannot help but smile.

I cannot help but turn a blind eye

To the people who are walking through

This restaurant's isle.

Honey, sweetie, my pumpkin pie,

Let we wipe those tears of suffering

Off your eyes.

Let these words that I say to you 

Incline your heart to mine.

Let not these precious lines

Find a heart so resolute

That their powers would subside.

Together;

Let these words and your heart

Mix together like water efficiently mixes with lime,

Like how a stitch in time saves nine,

Or like how shades of blue dance on the surface of the ocean

During summertime.

Aye!!

Let these rhymes

Creep into your heart

And make it chime.

Let this season

Be our time.

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For so long we have been in the unfortunate position

Of being third in line,

Of always giving advice,

Of wasting our time

By being mediators

To couples that always fight.

Let us break this third wheel routine

And unlike them,

Let our love flourish sublime.

Let my hand be affixed in yours

Till the end of time.

Let my Poetry

Shatter all the glass walls

That pain and heartbreak

Have created in you overtime.

Aye!

Let my lips be the antidote

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To the poison that broken promises

Have smeared on your lips.

Let my tongue caress yours;

Until the language of lovers

To your vocabulary is restored.

I love you so!

Let me open

A new door to your heart;

One that leads to a route glittered with gold.

One that leads to a path that knows no sorrow.

Cupid waits on the other side of that door;

Mending a hollow heart with love shaped arrows.

He stands on the other side of that door;

Waiting to usher us into a world

Where our hearts are stitched together;

Where the love that runs through

The streams of our combined aortas overflows.

Let this first meeting between us be a day for us to forever rejoice!

...............................

For if you let me in,

If you delete the word no from your vocabulary this evening,

...I will forever be yours and you will forever know no sorrow. 

A Poem by Tumuhairwe Bruno Edgard (Edgard The Bard)

THE BARD: END GAME

THE BARD: END GAME: END GAME. Courtesy of unsplash.com In the beginning, Which was ten years ago, We were a bunch of individual, broken pieces Movin...

END GAME

END GAME.

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In the beginning,
Which was ten years ago,
We were a bunch of individual, broken pieces
Moving or rather yet
Being moved across an invisible chessboard.
We were strong, confident
And ready to stand for an ideal.
We forged a great unity and thus 
We were ready to give ourselves up
At the battle of Loki and at the mad fight in Ultron.
This was not for naught.
It was for the purpose of restoring peace in the world;
For the purpose of blocking the never ending chaos
That stemmed from the nine realms.

We were mostly defensive;
Reactionary at best.
We were applying our shields and using our armour
To block wave after wave
Of attack from the subtle, cunning
Yet indestructible arm of Thanos.
We were always on the back foot,
Always fighting like a raccoon that is caught
Uninvited in a human's home;
Fighting with two paws on the front door
But without any of its back legs going through that door.
We were merely pawns;
Flatteringly being used
In a war
That we didn't even know existed.
We felt cheated,
Left out of a game
We were a part of
But didn't know of.

...That was ten years ago.
We are in the end game now;
A fight to the death
To protect and defend
Everything that is worth living for.
We are not about to ignore
This game anymore.
We are going to get
All our bodies through the frame of that door.
From the corridors of Vanaheim to the edge of the galaxies beyond,
They will all know
The importance of what we are fighting for.

Away we go!!!
We hear the cry
Of Wakanda's war call.
From New York to Asgard
We can feel the roar
Stir up within every fighters' soul.
Even ants from the heart of San Francisco
Heed the power of war's call.
Together, we march to Titan.
On wards we go!!!
To take back the gauntlet 
Before it destroys all that we know.

For a brief moment,
We thought that we were devoid of leadership
Until we heard the lost Captain's call.
Let's roll!!!
With hammers, shields, strength and muscle,
We shall tussle until this dust is no more;
Until we can restore 
Our homes to their original forms
From dust and rubble.

The strength that is within us,
That binds us
Is greater than some pieces of stone.
Gang ho!
Let's go to the nether regions of the earth
In order to reclaim our own.
To sow seeds of pain and discomfort
At the feet of Thanos.
To avenge the loss and pain
That engulfed earth.

In the beginning,
We were ready to stand for an ideal.
And now, we are ready to die,
To fight for what is real.
To kill, those that try to get in our way.
To heal those who turned to dust from clay.
This is our way!
Vengeance is ours today.
We shall not go astray
Because the universe needs us today.

At the end,

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All will marvel at the 
Ease with which we attained victory.
All will marvel
At the fact that it was so easy;
That all we needed to achieve victory was unity.
No one shall be spared from the healing
That will come from evil's defeat.
From Doctors to Engineers,
Even to little spideys;
Everyone will be healed.
Everyone...
Including our great revolutionary, 
General Lee.

So hush! Don't you worry.
...The game is afoot.
Take a seat and prepare to lift all of your eye brows.
For very soon,
You shall be privy
To the secret of how we are going to break
The shields of Titan down.
For we are in the end game now!

A poem by Tumuhairwe Bruno Edgard.

THE BARD: ALL THAT A MAN LIVES FOR

THE BARD: ALL THAT A MAN LIVES FOR: ALL THAT A MAN LIVES FOR What is a Man's purpose on earth If not to find a wife; If not to find the love of his life? From da...