Lucid Thoughts Wavering Amidst Blurred Images..
Spirit Drowned In Lethal Graffiti..
Spider Legs Of Confusion Creep Up..
Mortal Thoughts Mutilated Beyond Regularity..
For Ammased Yet In Burrows Of Sheol..
An Army Of Darkness..Numbered As Sand..
Flags In Tune With The Wandering Wind..
An Impeding Celestial Coup Planned..
Upon Nought..Mild Gestures Hung..
With Blades Of Death Duly Unsheathed..
Memories Of The Past Fade Into Abysses..
Mortality At Extinction's Precipice -edge..
Large Strength-laced Wings Flapping..
Celestial Bowls Of Wrath Are Tilted..
Episcopal Bells Dangling Out Of Tune..
On Mortal Ground..Red-pigmented Robes..Littered..
Fleshed-clothed Beings Seemingly Amiss..
Though Perceived As Present..
Screaming Within..Yet Inaudible..
Garments Of Comprehension..Thus Rent..
- Emmabuel April (D.S April)
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