A Waters Ripple
Waters ripple,
As blood dance on its surface.
For men have begun to wage,
There war at the heavens.
Our
Children’s cry and tell tales of our ignorance.
As the nectar of both angels and humans fall,
Onto the earth, and make the earth tremble and the waters ripple.
They make the fires crackle, and the wind howl for peace.
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