Aug 2016
When the red glow of sunset
Shines its last,
Will we stroll, bored,
Unconcerned, a slight
Sheen of sweat
On our pallid complexion?
Or like the hermit *****
Beneath my feet,
Live each day in a hurry?
Shines its last,
Will we stroll, bored,
Unconcerned, a slight
Sheen of sweat
On our pallid complexion?
Or like the hermit *****
Beneath my feet,
Live each day in a hurry?
I think they were in fact soldier *****.
