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For my MCommentDon't let a sun peep over a hill Or set beneath a window sill Without recalling the misted dust That powered that dirty celestial bus And everything they took Are trying to take from us Wake up to the sounds of an alien dawn Drift to the twinkle of unfamiliar stars Above these filthy terrestrial trees As you reminisce on the scales The badges of the killers and thieves Avarice and envy Tattooed and sewed onto shifting sleeves Don't let a moon Grace any sky Here or there Near or far Unless you're listening to the echoes The cosmic drums of war And feeling the poetry of dying ghosts Their frantic screaming and crying And... While you're recalling Savor the eerie rhythms Of long dead bones stirring And on every tock Of a clock Every tick Inevitable footsteps The shadows of vengeful time approaching Redemption stalking On every minute, every second, every hour Remember Remember Forget nothing Forgive nothing Fury and absolute destruction can be all sorts of cleansing
Remembrance - Copyright © 2006 Ahkenaton
