Occupi
The pilot lights are lit
Vulcan rumored from the pit
The Earth sustains but birth pangs
murmured rumbling to reverb the source of it
Anger and frustration diversified a Cross the Nation
Lines are drawn, in the heart, devastation
On the mind and the screen
Tribulation
To strip clear any notions that pursuit will be escaped, by those forces seen and undseen with no part sold to the occupation
O just wait
Just
Wait
Copyright © Jude Herrick | Year Posted 2019
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