Gloomy Soldiers
Eyes like cynthia's brow
starin beyond the cloud
in a ruminative refine gaze
indelliblely staring skyward
the men of the shadow deviced it
like a rustling of a dry leaf
He has rustled up,
and cross the rubicon....
Man is now cruel..
Man is bestial and blustery
Man is now a canal beast..
O why ar you so cruel?
Even to the unguilty
Yes! He was not a hood
you take even the unguilty
when ravening like a wild beast...
For who to take next
In this gloomy world...
Copyright © Ad. Andrew Joseph | Year Posted 2013
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