Tears of joy stream down my face, the people -- so happy -- free from the oppressor. Children are
freed, no longer to live in fear. Men walk the streets, shouting and rejoicing. The elderly
sing praises and exuberate such ethusiasm and jubilation.
Posters, paintings, statues of the once
great oppressor are happily desecrated and destroyed by the people he once abused. News and media
crews scramble around, seeking opinions and comments from anyone who will give them. All are happy.
We are victorious. The evil presence has lost his powers. No more shall these people
suffer under his reign. Their land is their own now, to run fairly, as they see fit.
Flags, such glorious colors! Waving mirthfully in the wind. It is such a beautiful day, indeed.
One that I shall never forget.