Apocalypse

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by hippypoet33, Nov 27, 2006.

  1. hippypoet33

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    Once the Great Winds held promise
    the land bound our task
    Now the Savage Winds are upon us
    In the warning's haze we bask

    Time will stop before harvest
    as the ego world crumbles down
    They talk and pray so modest
    But continue like reckless clowns....

    Flirting with the chemicals, stunned
    Laughing with a gasoline high
    Poisoned, we are done
    We are saying goodbye
     

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