For you they rode a thousand mile
Across the Tigris, and the Nile
They fought till death,
Their horses fled
Under the hooves- the water rile
For you she made the desperate choice
As she ignored her inner voice
One sunny day,
She walked away,
Quite silently- without a noise
For you he counts his passing days
And tries to figure the different ways
How a guilty plea,
Will be his key,
To escape from this obnoxious mess
For you I overlook the spies
Ever-so-carelessly roll the dice
This game ends,
No more pretence,
For you, are none, but promised lies!
Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 2:54 PM UTC
For you they rode a thousand mile
Across the Tigris, and the Nile
They fought till death,
Their horses fled
Under the hooves- the water rile
For you she made the desperate choice
As she ignored her inner voice
One sunny day,
She walked away,
Quite silently- without a noise
For you he counts his passing days
And tries to figure the different ways
How a guilty plea,
Will be his key,
To escape from this obnoxious mess
For you I overlook the spies
Ever-so-carelessly roll the dice
This game ends,
No more pretence,
For you, are none, but promised lies!
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