War in the Skies


A dead man’s face is to melt, and skull is made revealed;

like souls of the sad fates of living men, perish  within fates that be sealed-

and stars fall down, like war in the skies;

painting blackened vengeance like streaks for demise-

A place in our hearts, is like a school, teaching men to hate;

and hate is like a heart attack, from eating war as cake-

and evil, worn like human flesh, skin is made shameful;

doom walks the same way war walks;

like a bear on two legs, devouring the souls that they stalk-

 for war follows a man, like a revolving door, and behind every war, is more war…

Copyrightcopyright November 6, 2014

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