to be sustained
wallowing in grief
fighting to the end
rolling in fields of lies
charging down the dead
catch a leaf in the air
bow your head in shame
shower with peppered taints
you were deceived by a saint
dont you pray for the dead
life and love were the sinner
blood run down the side of my face
it has been there forever
i just cannot remember
why i pray for the dead
howling winds scream
feel it through your hair
seek for answers to nothing
one step at a time
dont you pray for the dead
their life is one and the same
2 comments:
'Life and love were the sinner' - space pope, I love this. The whole thing is beautiful.
thank-you stone thrower, i think its beautiful. this poem has a certain vibe to it, ill sing it to you one day!!!!
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