Requiem No. 2
‘Desperate men, desperate women divided
Spreading their wings ‘neath the fallen leaves’
Dylan
Autumn, autumn...
Bless thy name
Put your wisper
On my flame
Cool my heart
And calm my head
Take my prayers
To the dead
...No more laughter
On the street
No more games
For those asleep...
Many, never to return...
Autumn, why I am so torn?
Why I have to witness this?!
Shall my sorrow be released?
Mourning angel,
Wrapped in shame, -
Autumn, don’t you cry
In vain...
....Cool my heart
And calm my head
Take my prayers to the dead
Requiem No. 2
© Copyright: Олеандро Ник, 2006
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