Dirty Slate
Barren surroundings
Are hauntingly peaceful
With no room for shadows
They speak to the wind
Can't wait for the start of
The new and forgiving
A new bright beginning
Can't wait till it ends
Some say its been here
all along
For eons I've tried
to stay strong
The force it beckons
compliance
To form a much stronger
alliance
Like drones we all march
To the beat of the drummer
It gets louder and drowns out
The sound of our fear
Sunday, September 09, 2007
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