The Birds of Midnight

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by Pharmaceutical_Phishcake, Jun 9, 2013.


  1. The strangest thing was the silence
    When I’d stood there all alone
    And the almost perfect stillness
    Now the midnight birds had flown

    A pall of smoke hung in the air
    Fires were dancing on the earth
    These vast acres of destruction
    Were once the city of my birth

    I saw much needless sacrifice
    To Mankind’s eternal shame
    Then I had seen a child of God
    Walking through a wall of flame

    His clothes were hung in tatters
    And his tangled hair was white
    He was crying bitter teardrops
    For he had given up the fight

    He said ‘you are the chosen one’
    And looked up towards the sky
    He squinted at the nuclear sun
    As he softly whispered ‘Why?’

    The strangest thing was the silence
    Now the midnight birds had flown
    And the almost perfect stillness
    Of this place I once called home

     

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