The Giants


“Bursts of uproarious battles cries

you roar as the lions do.

A flare of nature,

the hillside embraces you

as though

you are not a harm.

The sound of giants,

a mere human you may alarm;

cry for me,

release your anger and your pain.

Light up the valley,

extend your voltaic arm towards the earth,

and let us know of your divine beauty.”


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