Heavy tons of Canons lurking in the dark
Sad-he who could passby'
The blood-sucking riffles, as angry as sharks
To sing to sleep, a sinister lullaby
Here on us !
The monsters we created
Daft, ominous !
Ourselves we enchanted;
Oozing in the dark
Stale, skulls, foul death smell
With the defeated jaws ajar
Now quiet, not even a tell
We are nothing but a walking corpse
As man's knowledge grows tall
Shelling The Cemetery
Emmanuel Shadrach
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 03/16/2022
Poet's note: Dedicated to RUSSIA & UKRAINE
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Poem topics: death, sad, sleep, knowledge, smell, angry, walking, heavy, quiet, dark, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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