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Eyes open
wide and teary
Wild is the wind
through the branches
of mourning.
Enchanting is the sunset
over a restless sea
Beauty is all I can see.
The sunrise brings ships
through the fog of aberation
and cannons three fold
in deaths celebration.
The thinking man comes
taking thinking delight
but no thoughts at all
to the innocents plight.
Strange are the ways
of self serving cause
and stranger days
for those who play God.
Reason without reason
like thieves in the night
and Greed becomes treason
and justice takes flight.
Repression has ended
for those who stand tall
Agression befriended
by the weak and the small.
Life does not sleep
as self righteous believe
and debts that are reaped
become diseased.
The plan is unfolding
there can be no delay
These cards for the holding
should be thrown away.
The sunset approaches
before the red dawn
over the depths
shallow ships sail upon.