the backdrop was red...
and there the swastik flag hung...
a red red carpet...
a premiere of a show...
the crowd of tuxedos
had filled below...
the wooden stair glistened...
and she in her projector room just listened...
a rock song...
red...
she resolved...
to put on her gait
of a hostess...
by the golden rails the officer toasted
a cheer...
afterall it was a premiere...
and she in her room
took a stronger resolve...
to see it to the last...
the clock struck seven half past...
the swastik flag...
it hung red...
and she was in iron cast
to cause the blast...
red...
she made her resolve...
stronger than ever...
after all it was a premiere...
(note: the above lines refer to actually an imaginative recast/rendering of a scene from a flick. However the basic idea was to catch an idea of a strong resolve...a tribute to any strong resolve for a cause...that is the scribble all about)
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