Poems About Death
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This is her invisible death,
A death in which you cannot see... -
Creation's whims dance
and fall as they may... -
A precious joining
A spark conceived... -
Weapons gleam in rows
We crouch at whim of crowns... -
Now that there is no turning
stand you here with me... -
I stand here now
facing a monument to futility... -
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Let us Remember them
The Heroes and Cowards alike... -
Cracked ceilings stare at blank damp walls
Patterns of plaster...shrivelled...hanging limp... -
Crushed mangled bodies
of the dead men left behind... -
There once was an old man called Shore,
who told stories to his grandchildren of all that... -
For all of those people who protest and complain,
maybe you should try flying a giant airplane... -
I sit in the car wishing i was home
for so i can sit and wish apon my dish...