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ParenthoodI look down at your cradle, and I worry for you…Parenthood
I worry for your safety. I see
Blood flowing like endless rivers. I can see the shimmer of weapons. I can see destruction. I can smell the death.
I worry for your innocence. I see Men lurking around dark corners. I can see the glimmer in their eyes. I can see their dark hearts. I can hear you scream.
I worry for your future. I see Letters flooding through the doorway. I can see the bills and the demands. I can see the pressure. I can hear you cry.
I worry for your health
by ~Morgoth-El
Not On Our DoorstepHeavy footsteps crossing the border, Weapons in hand. It's not on our doorstep. It's not our business.Not On Our Doorstep
Enterintg chambers, single file, Children screaming. It's not on our doorstep. It's not our business.
Innocent women, battered and bruised, Scorned, ill treated. It's not on our doorstep. It's not our business.
Warm, cavering lovers, hurt, reviled, Beaten and killed. It's not on our doorstep. It's not our business.
Aeroplanes fly, striking the towers. Flames, such chaos! The world is our doorstep. It w
by ~Morgoth-El
Our BitLike a field of crops, these People spread. Hungry, desperate, Dieing.Our Bit
The news reporter speaks, Fresh, articulate, Rich. Like a God to these People.
Something plucks at a heartstring. I'll give some money. I'll buy the record. Our conscience is clear. We've done our bit.
We move on, like the news items do. Something different now. The world still turns, While the desert burns, these Dieing people.
Our conscience is clear. Isn't it? Yes, we've done our bit. Besides, the record is quite good.
by ~Morgoth-El
The Grandfather ClockThe pendulum stops, And starts again. It is slower than it once was, This old grandfather clock. It has seen times unimaginable, Sounds unthinkable, History unknowable.The Grandfather Clock
It sits there, that old grandfather clock, And we hear it not. It's chime - That old familiar chime -
Background noise.
One day, that pendulum will stop, And it won't start again. We'll miss it then, That grandfather clock.
by ~Morgoth-El
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