The Smell of Gomorah and Sodom Returns

It's Day but It's Night, It's Dark but the light is present, It's Cold but the light is present, It's War but no Fight! It's awkward, Silent and Smelling! I wonder if I'm dreaming or I'm awake? Years ago, They fought for Peace. Years ago, They won the Race. They celebrated but graves on the Racecourse, Man there is fire in the eyes of a Racehorse! I see Black cars, Black Suits. I see Black Thought and Innocence! It's the Bible and the Blood, The Good Acts and Dirty Deeds! It's Awkward, Silent and Smelling, I wonder if I'm dreaming or I'm awake? My room feels like a Dungeon, No sound of a Dragon but through Ventilators, Silently the smell comes in like a serenade, "Dear Lord!" I dedicate, "I know you see me, please cover me?" The smell Of Gomorah and Sodom Returns! I'll Pray and wait to Survive cause My Hopes are alive with Fear by my side. My Head collapse while my legs folds, Like Seraphim I cover my Face and Feet, cause the day for me to Fly is nearer! © 2016 M La Mellz