Glory
What glory comes from death and grit?
What glory comes from lives unlived?
What glory comes from young souls lost?
What glory comes from death above?
What glory comes when night falls still?
What glory comes when all are ill?
What glory comes when right is wrong?
What glory comes when all are gone?
Copyright © Eli Pickle | Year Posted 2011
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