Foul Lair


Digging graves - city buries dead
angry tears falling - the massacre
cemetary defaced - age of pain draws near
a presence of troops - termination inflicted
Civil unrest - mortar shell exploding
on contact - sacrificing
Cringing at the thought - that nothing can be done
to stop this madness - dreams fading fast
Feel the pressure - brain starts to wither
absent warnings of attack - designated plots
Arranged in order - grisly reminder turned to grief
discarded prayers - fear of living grows
depletion continues - at phenomenal rates
voices screaming - counting losses
suffering immortal
Wounding opposition - parade the streets
victory accomplished
for time being thinking your safe - when attacks resume
creating more dead - wind of destruction
Everything is grey - trees are gone
nothing stands
running through sniper alleys
viewing with disgust
A place you hate - killings everyday
before your eyes - burning corpses
flesh rains down - robbed of our defences
as other countries watch - fighting for land and power

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