Poppies swaying in the breeze
remembering all the people gone...
Feel the heat drop
it on the floor let loose...
A silent killer seeps through the windows
Gasses come down and we suffocate...
No longer reflecting the
face of its beholder; once...
One day I might quit this obsession.
Quite sooner than you all think...
The devil dances in darkness to his own delight
Hell is the void where there is no reflection of...
It has taken hours,
But we are ready to be freed...
Twas the night before
and all through the land...
Autumn Equinox
When it turns from Summer to Fall...
On the 11th hour
Of the 11th Day...
So miserable what i have seen
a war that eats everything green...
Every November
We pause to remember...