Daws of days brought by sun rays
Dusks of nights the signals of fights
Rising of the moon,
A strange perfume
Fighters of the light
Get drowned in the dark
Lost and alone
They saved those they didn't know
This was all before a time
Of peace
When no one got a dime
And everyone was a chess piece
Winter flakes come and go
Dozens of rivers frozen flow
Like a the sheath or a sword
They do not need to her The Word.
Autumn leaves - burning embers
Coming with many Septembers
The end of a Summer
Another season in slumber.
That beautiful Spring
The starter of life
The giver of string
To be cut with a sizzling knife.
Before lives were taken into account
Lords' hearts held no amount
Of love and care
To the children they did bear
This was Before
In a land of danger
This was Before
In the uncivilised world
This was Before
When morals were few
This was Before
The After.
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Poetry- C o m p l e t e d - Started on the 23. 02. 19 Completed on the 27. 05. 19 DEEP poems And others not so deep. Hope you like them. They get better as you read. #6 quickread || 02. 01. 2019 #262 short || 16. 01. 2019 #2 anythingreally || 23. 02...
