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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578059" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The River Ran Red: The Kalinga War</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578059" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The river ran red; thousands died as they gave their lives<br>The king bowed his head; Widows and orphans this day<br>Families in mourning, and he, only he, was the cause.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578059" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The river ran red. Resistance at the cost of lives<br>Humans and animals died side by side<br>The mutilation and the pain, the Daya flowing red, flowing red<br>And thus it came about that</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578059" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He knelt and cheeks wet, the King wept.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578059" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Edicts in stone that speak. Misery and bloodshed<br>But no glory. As far from glory as conscience can be<br>Watching the mayhem in misery..</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578059" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The river ran red. The King wept.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578059" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Copyright: Rani Turton</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Rani+Turton">Rani Turton</a></strong></div>