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Death-Strong Awakens
Death-strong! This scourge asphyxiating Earth;
Graves, flames, requiems and urns, these rites in dearth,
Corpses as sheaves, scythe trails bloodless casualties;
Time knells the toll and grimly mocks to pleas,
Shame born in guise of chaos for strong no more –
These pillars and halls until there be cure,
Lock-down! Proximity - The arch-enemy,
Scorn plays plaque, splitting lives in society.
Yet life now shows that all was a facade,
The fateful are as scared as the ill clad.
Caustic we as a cataclysmic raze -
Wrought warfare into love for human race,
Togetherness awakens the teeming throng,
Seven billion plus, we cannot be wrong.
Copyright ©
Joshua Ryngksai
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