0What once was at peace
was taking away and made deceased
for once was a man
who wanted some oil
but only greed was there for the toll
Oh..Holy man were are you
when the world needed you
how about some help the people said
only to be killed, blown up,
raped and hung by the head
dusty wind of forgotten life
to follow behind praise
fire works of the sky
death from far away
sand castles, forgotten realms
awaken with death in sight
only to be buried and then forgot
at last all is well
welcome my friends to hell
this is were u end and i begin
welcome welcome my friend
At night i feel the light
in the air eating my flesh
it never goes away
only to be torn away and away
This poem was written/submitted by James Moore.
