Omening

Too Trusted the Land of the Stand At Wrought,

the paints in the mural Our the creatives lots,

the grange in the plains sing of many taints,

the inks of the Mohawk believe in the lank.

Tis the stew of the soup in the skull at the sync,

a delivery to the breasts of the Eagle in drink,

if a Vulture cruises into the are,

the reactions from the full shadows to ajar!!

The usage of mere to the speaks of the shots,

made more than mention to the genocide in dot,

the brake of the Order as the Clear in facts,

a burst on the Television to the glaring lacks!!

Most that have affected lives like that,

would never care to mistake it back,

to the Look or the Sad state of reality in Share,

in a more usual commons it's the Eyes that stare!!

Often into space that is no longer there,

the memories a loan from times in a rare,

bring such sobriety that tears will not often be scene,

for it's in the After that the Factuals sting!!

The brights to the Tracers that are the lights in the die,

the sounds and the smells of death in the sky,

clouded with bodies that are fallen to tries,

it's the reality that takes the Mind in a spy!!

To drink and to laugh would be a normal guise,

to dress in the sane would be an address to the kind,

for the training in or for such disaster is proof,

that never suite up if you rifle to smacked!!

The World in a Nut Shell of bullets and Bombs,

the colors over-head are the hats that brains bong,

the acoustics of preserve life is a bitter sweet song,

but forgetting the route is just mapping the loud!!

Virtue to Worth it always does show,

it's in the way that you carry or structure your blows,

sum to the anger or the failure to know,

to scream get out or to stay way down low.

Either in Look I'm touring about,

than I hear bragging of intoxicating a big in a Crowd,

the presents of audience to the turning of dumbs,

identifies the RIP as Vestals tongue!!

Seek and Supportive examples these lungs,

growth magnificent if fortune did come,

for the Truth in the Asset says Humans are strung,

many have died to being beaten by some!!

It is called Bullying but the Blocks will be built,

to the Agnate on Course rides all that piped drum,

the here to the beast for it is in Me I swear,

my Number Announced much Earlier than Fair!!