Let the child breathe and the warm air flow
This tragedy needed an end, we were too young
To shoulder a battle devoid of arrows and bows
Pity our play, meant short, already took long
We lost precious blood to tie up a loose end
Rewritten distorted meanings of sadness and pain
Bitter Loss over gain so we could make amends
We fast fed the pain, all we felt left, the main
Let the sweet lemonades drain and burn away
We played possum to ourselves and died for real
What killed us was a trick, what kept us at bay
Was the solidity of death that couldn't be healed
Yet, by some misfortune I kept an eye open
To see these corpses walk every now and then.
26.10.17
Oct 25, 2017
Oct 25, 2017 at 10:32 PM UTC
Let the child breathe and the warm air flow
This tragedy needed an end, we were too young
To shoulder a battle devoid of arrows and bows
Pity our play, meant short, already took long
We lost precious blood to tie up a loose end
Rewritten distorted meanings of sadness and pain
Bitter Loss over gain so we could make amends
We fast fed the pain, all we felt left, the main
Let the sweet lemonades drain and burn away
We played possum to ourselves and died for real
What killed us was a trick, what kept us at bay
Was the solidity of death that couldn't be healed
Yet, by some misfortune I kept an eye open
To see these corpses walk every now and then.
26.10.17
