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Shrapnel

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Shrapnel





Dust is the forcast for tommorrow
Rust is the rotton meat of sorrow
Little eyes and cautious hands
sifting through these deserted sands
The sun is stale and the moon is cold
when the air only thing left for the mold
to claim and consume just like we're told
The corpse of a caravan
A carrion convoy
A mangled hulk screams
of the urge to destroy
your fellow man
In fetid light the roads are bare
and wet with fright
Nothing is so bright
as the human right
to make a strike
To start a fight
In water we seek a way to survive
In fire we see the spark of life
In earth we see our own two feet
In air we feel ourselves complete
In children's eyes we see ourselves
In adult eyes we can glimpse hell
In a nuclear explosion we can see lies
In cold hard steel we sacrifice our lives
Cut your teeth on what makes you a killer.
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cbomb99's avatar
inspired by world events it seems....