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Nov 2013
I could count my last years on a pair of hands
not telling you when, most will understand
I am not a broken or a bitter warlike man
I am a baby nightmare out of his ****** pram

I am the death on four wheels
so rock me to my dark slumber
hear me coo with utter glee
as I put all those of evil under

I wonder, I really wonder
could you really know me
could you hear the voice of God
ushered in light from just a man

Mankind forgets it's way
sometime it's a fairy tale
a tale of cities forgotten
for compassion lives in shadows

The length between Earth and Moon
sun to bleed end of your wonderful solar system
oh how glad you should be
that you are not marked as most

In still waters if you look deep
you will see me
for I am the water of life
and the bringer of the rains

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Christos Andreas Kourtis
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Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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