Saturday, August 22, 2009

The Last Days of Freedom

What would you like to eat?
Anything, it may be.
Would you like vegetables? Meat?
It's your last meal, you see.

Have you anything to say
Either tomorrow, or today?
Any last words you'd like
Us all to know?

And when the music plays,
I'll take your hand in mine.
We can dance for days,
A last dance is not unkind.

There is one thing I shall miss,
And that shall be your kiss.
So make that last kiss
Something to show.

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