I wrote this in a creative writing class some time ago. I decided to publish it.
Enjoy!
From The People Without Faces
By: Will Sharp
There, There. against the tide stand we,
Countless in number,
Agree to disagree,
Following no one.
Far, Far, information should be free.
In the Wreath,
upon our mantle,
Flames burn bright for truth,
for we are the people,
the will,
the idea,
the icon,
And we say to you,
in our Faithless screech,
We are the people without faces
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