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Invasion
It all started as creeks of the woods and cries of birds Into the highest sky, they dispersed as flu Now my eyes are heavy, opened into the daylight Even so bright the day, I still could see nothing  There seems to be peace, I murmured with a grin But the sky creatures called me a liar The woods joined to dare my intelligence  With a concerned look I bolt my door I can hear familiar sound, now so clear No longer of the woods that mocked my thoughts Nor flaps of birds, they are lost into the sky It is so familiar, yet so rare a sound The sound of hatred, I dare to believe The thuds so clear as a match to war We are not at war, I assured myself The greatest mistake I ever made Cries cries, that of girls and babies More of the cries, now so mature They have come to end us all in our own lands They don't know me, so why would they care After the raiding, they now take charge For into slaves they turned the undead Our home is lost, my life is theirs I hope this is a dream which I can wake from Well, it is no dream, neither yet real This is the future that we can not outrun Where would you hide, could you take me along? For this is the invasion, the long awaited death.
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