Friday, August 15, 2008

the eyes in the valley

Different eyes
Say the same story
In each lies
Dream’s death and glory.

Tiny sparkle of hope
Resides inside each tear
Their silent prayers
Now too hard for me to bear.

Cruelty for justice
Has found its lasting reign
Hatred smirks in my face
On each smile, love does feign.

As the lips turn mum
The bullets begin to bark
In the valley of peace
I am forced to see a picture dark.

I want to walk out
O brother, to soothe your soul
Hold you tight with love
And heal each bleeding hole.

I will stand by you
To fight the bearded bastards
The ash laden scoundrels
The sons of lethargic retards.

Different eyes
Say the same story
In each lies
Dream’s death and glory.

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