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Vortex

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Morning maniac music

Shakes me awake

Those who brought hope

Now mired in hate.

…..

Over the mountains

clouds scud away,

blood on the floor

not fade away.

……..

Blood over the water,

blood over the seas

lots of poor people

down on their knees.

.......

Christendom fallen,

collapsed from within,

In our hearts,

Nothing but sin,

Rotted from within.

……….

Deep, deep this vortex of sin.

He who speaks out

just cannot win.

………

Children's blood splattered

splattered on the ground

no crystal ball required

just look around:

wars over water

praying for rain

plastics seep,

seep into sea,

again and again

pollution for free.

.....

Ashes in mouths,

nothing’s the same,

nowhere to flee

no-one's to blame?

 

 

 

◄ i.m. Vasily Zaystev

The Hardest Day ►

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