The war is over
Bodies lie dead
Vultures hover
Soulless, naked
The sun is a little too bare to handle
For there is shame everywhere
And though the moon holds the candle
Nights just don’t care
Not a soul is in pain
For there is pain nowhere
How on earth could there be a pain!
When there isn't a soul anywhere!!
Where are all the souls?
The corpses stare at the heavens high above
As they lie in their holes,
Their souls look for new bodies destined to love.
Jan 28, 2025
Jan 28, 2025 at 1:07 AM UTC
The war is over
Bodies lie dead
Vultures hover
Soulless, naked
The sun is a little too bare to handle
For there is shame everywhere
And though the moon holds the candle
Nights just don’t care
Not a soul is in pain
For there is pain nowhere
How on earth could there be a pain!
When there isn't a soul anywhere!!
Where are all the souls?
The corpses stare at the heavens high above
As they lie in their holes,
Their souls look for new bodies destined to love.
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