Andrew David Dalby
Its now: nevermore
I see our world churning,
just bleeding its guts out;
from this blackened door,
to far a off golden shore.
With flaming pyres lighting,
the furies stare brightly;
with grit-blistered eyes,
so bloody, torrid and sore.
As I stand here just sweating,
my mind is just screaming;
with tender dear thoughts,
Which silently echo your's.
While the cities are burning,
and the masses are yearning,
As we all scream and shout out: -
'it's now's nevermore! '
From my tatty bench corner,
Upon a splintered wall I percieve,
some grim, and green-glowing
letters, that were not there
a mere moment before.
While the screaming increases,
and value in money deceases;
I see poor bodies broken:
they lie, scattered bloody and torn.
And the bells are now pealing;
as the greedy are scything,
Turning burning cash into glittering gold.
while the poverty's rising,
the growing fear, is obliging;
As we poor starving bastards
Scream 'It's now's nevermore! '
Oh, those hard bell's now echo
a cold heartless memory!
A sad recollection of something
That I'm responsible for.
but I can't seem to see it,
or don't want to face it,
I just simply slam
the near broken charred door.
while The earthquakes are cracking,
As the volcano's are spurting,
and huge waves are bursting,
upon blood ridden shores;
while we all stand and shake,
and we all crack and quake,
as we, with a hearty bellow, yell
'it's now... its now's nevermore! '
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