• redstrings 10w

    I vehemently protested
    the stagnating tides
    on the date world died
    not for a million souls
    laughing in scintillating
    but for a trillion souls
    weeping for the dying
    beauty sacrificed to
    the metallic wars
    and crestfallen skies
    roar out to oceans
    leaping forward
    to earth
    to kiss the death
    and the birds sing
    the melancholy
    pacifying the hope
    that its alright to die
    as simply you lie