3 March 2013
Seven, seven seven
Struck masses of unlawful brethren
All formed from different creeds
To do right by noble deeds.
Who would fight to the death
With courage to their last breath.
In the end their was only one
And he walked off he left with the sun.
Walking he thought his memory would be flung.
But the people remember the seven he was among.
He later had kids and a wife
In their love he found life.
He found peace during his war,
And in his end their was a smile and lived no more.
The One Of Seven • Opuss № I