Eve of Destruction
Tentacles of time have woven black
Eating on hearts broken and cracked
Soiled in webs held in haste of day
Waiting, ever waiting for souls of clay
Dyed in blood on painted red walls
As structures fall to death’s last call
Folks close eyes, for shame for shame
While people die in whose own name
The dead are gone and left in fray
From fringe of war that tears away
Abating hearts in pain and slaughter
As leading nations can only teeter tauter
Shall there ever be peace in our lifetime
Shall we sit and break bread and sip wine
While major players keep vying for power
As life totters on the brink, hour by hour
Go sleepless with them into the affray
As they go threadbare in the final day
For words will be what lights the way
When we all go into the night, unafraid
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