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August 14, 2003

Severance

Severance...
The birds of leaving call to us
Yet here we stand
Endowed with the fear of flight

Overland...
The winds of change consume the land
While we remain
In the shadow of summers now past

When all the leaves have fallen
And turned to dust
Will we remain entrenched within our ways?

Indifference...
The plague that moves throughout this land
Omen signs
In the shapes of things to come

Text: Brendan Perry



Posted by robert at August 14, 2003 10:02 PM