Crumbling and Dying

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Submitted: February 10, 2010

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What would I be

If I didn’t dream

If I’ve never seen

Fairy tales happening

Behind every closed eye

 

All life would die

And no one would try

To learn to fly

To go higher than the sky

Nothing would be real

 

Not unable to feel

Skin as it peels

Wounds that won’t heal

Children forced to kneel

At the feet of their master

 

I’m forced to run faster

Away from this disaster

My decisions never rasher

My words can’t be any hastier

Blocking the light so I won’t remember

 

The candles igniting wood to ember

Clubs killing their members

Criminals who tamper

The blood in December

Snow smeared with crimson truth

 

No longer would one care for the youth

People wanting, failing to ruth

Me crying dry tears as I sleuth

Civilization is crumbling like a broken tooth

For it’s all to no use

 

We have nothing and everything to lose


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