To blow away the cobwebs she
threw hand grenades to soldiers,
who in turn fed chocolate dollars
to the starving and the war torn
and the symbols of their faiths
fell into several debts of decay.
Today was just a normal kind of day.
When the klaxons warned of danger and
the peace keepers,redundant,set to make
loose chains of roses, with which they'd
hang all the invaders
and the chocolate dollars melted in
the fireball that was evening
to the sound of distant thunder as the
day departed heaving,
leaving
grieving widows
sitting all alone.
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 5:30 PM UTC
To blow away the cobwebs she
threw hand grenades to soldiers,
who in turn fed chocolate dollars
to the starving and the war torn
and the symbols of their faiths
fell into several debts of decay.
Today was just a normal kind of day.
When the klaxons warned of danger and
the peace keepers,redundant,set to make
loose chains of roses, with which they'd
hang all the invaders
and the chocolate dollars melted in
the fireball that was evening
to the sound of distant thunder as the
day departed heaving,
leaving
grieving widows
sitting all alone.
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