Tears
It’s time, the watcher has proclaimed
The Earth has been badly maimed
Mankind’s been dealt a heavy blow
It is for real, and not for show
Tears of remembrance, and tears of joy,
Tears for somebody, that soldier boy.
The all seeing eye cries out in pain
Our World has been wounded again
The swordsman taking all the knocks
Feels he’s living in a paradox
This is all in his imagination
Holds his breath in contemplation
Tears of remembrance, and tears of joy,
Tears for somebody, that soldier boy.
The all seeing eye cries out in pain
Our World has been wounded again
Now’s the time to find all the clues
Seeking out celestial news
Search for the foe, the evil raptor
Before we enter the final chapter
Copyright © Steve Eaton | Year Posted 2017
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