1.) Sitting by the window side looking at the sky, thinking back to the good ole days "boy" those were the times.
Kids playing, women gossiping, men arguing pandemonium in the market square, A normal day indeed! Those were the signs.
Filled with hopes and ambitions, making jokes and gestures where could we have gone wrong in a journey of a thousand miles.
Amidst the chaos and commotion, distortion and confusion there were better days ahead or so we thought. A stitch in time saves nine.
2.) O sky full of mystery, O earth filled with misery, the moods have changed food I shall not taste for the clash has begun!
Empty houses, burning bushes meaningless I should say, this world has gone mad how I wish to be reborn.
Blood is thicker than water, my tongue is dry as I wonder; slash, splish-splash. What do you think is dripping? My blood or my sweat, matters not! Soon I shall join the rest.
And when all is complete, with bodies torn to bits; ravening wolves, sickening clothes. I take my last breath and exclaim "It is finished".
Finished indeed! Displeased with grief, the aftermath you can not fathom, our fall to the deepest bottom. All started well, none remains here.