| It Was A Crimson Afternoon  [+ favourites]
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It Was A Crimson Afternoon
On a crimson afternoon
a dusty fog settled after a dead wind
dead birds watered the walkway
with the smell of sulfur in the air
tired we fear nightfall ahead
we the brave
search for a cave
trenches filled with barbwire
and stones covered with glass
we’d catch ourselves and bleed
in need of rest
This we suffer because of others greed
On a crimson afternoon
my friend fell down with a frown
to breath no more
gas masks donned and went on
as a blood red moon rose in the sky
reminding us of the death we made
victory some would say
wishing to just rest and die
in an opening to an underground railway
we inflated our bubble were we may safely lay
to welcome haunting nighmares were death awakes
In the morning we’ll search in hope to find some life around
from a crimson afternoon
By Roger Harkness
"A fool says I know and a wise man says I wonder."
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