Memories of Eden
Thousands of never-dreaming embryos encased in chrysalides
Dead or asleep
A silence cold, does slowly creep
Insectoid jet-black mother-drones swarm above abysmal fields
Another mind is broken as it yields
their screams carried on the air
in memory of the day we ceased to care
genocide concealed as mathematical deduction
Babylonian structures built by man to facilitate his own destruction
still strive in vain to reach the skies
still they perpetuate the lies
Poetry by Lalando
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Written on 2009-10-05 at 01:20
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