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I'll climb again from my stranded slump
claw the walls of this pit too rise
use my legs that have been absent long
to push over the parapet my eyes
i'll struggle through these war remains
kick bone and blood thats mixed in mud
hunch my back against the rain
and hope this darkness goes for good
i walk down time forgotten roads
who's only sign of life is death
littered with life conquering machines
is the only sign of life thats left
their shells are burnt out like my soul
the trees around a charcoaled mess
the sky is black in the summers day
the air has come to rob my breath
i walk till i find the land i knew
that busy buzzing urban sprawl
and when again my eyes see blue
theres the place i come to fall
for i've no intention of dying here
at the deeply darkened devils door
his hoards of demons laugh and sneer
but my fears shall not be shown
as long as their is seed and soil
will and wanting to progress
together we will teach the toil
that human nature can never rest
we'll build the world our fathers left
carry on forward with quiet resolve
and sure there will be times of stress
it's through these times we shall evolve
Copyright © David Sobieralski | Year Posted 2007
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