Never forget the days, the world held its breath
Exchanging glances, under an invisible cloud of death
Vast expanses, evacuated never to return
Eventually we will have to learn
Remains of yesterday, a funeral procession shrouded in secrecy
Forward, An endless march, into the breach
Of a blast sight just out of reach
Robots march on vodka chasers
Greedy men profit in our failures
Echoes of the wind, a signal
The sound of death like a distant whistle
Catastrophe, It was impossible they said
Huddled in their bunkers, as they watch the living dead
Even as the sirens call
Refuse to tell the truth to all
No, they just call on heroes to save
Ordinary folk, must stand and be brave
Because of their lies, men went to their graves
Years of misery, the ashes drift up on high
Lets never forget those who died for a lie
Thanks For reading,
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
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