Then what are hiders? <br />Could they be spiders <br />or backstabbing riders <br />who cling to the coattails <br />of history's tux? <br /> <br />From where they could see <br />those who still remain free <br />in their effort to flee <br />many arrows do miss <br />their target of hearts. <br /> <br />But the time will come <br />where initially some <br />will beat their own drum <br />and the arrows fly back <br />oh, revenge is so sweet.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hiders-are/
