What Can I See?
I Can See The Fighter Jets Preying On Their Enemy,
I Can Feel The Golden Dust On My Bare Feet,
I Can See The Rockets Red Glare Lighting Up The Sky,
I Can Feel The Last Ounce Of Warmth Of The Furnace,
I Can See The Stillness Of The Crystal On The Horizon,
I Can Feel The Last Breaths Before The Old Man Turns The Lights Out.
Copyright © Daniel Gibbs | Year Posted 2007
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