So, here's another random poem I wrote. Enjoy! It's called "The Old Southern Sky"

Time is not on our side

As the evening sun turns red as blood

But darling kiss me sweetly

Sink your feet in this dirty old mud

There's nothing left to do now

Just wait for the world to end

Lay back and sip this sweet red wine

Don't look around the bend

Sing an ancient lullaby

Take off your shoes and dance along

Before the fire claims us all

Hold on to the beat of the song

Forget your regrets, your grudges and crimes

Let it all go once more

Feel your toes in this dry, dry grass

Find peace at the heart of the war

Embrace the darkness like a long lost friend

Don't you even cry

As we finally breathe our final breaths

Under this old southern sky

Tell me what you guys think of it! Also, I'm just curious, what kind of image/feeling did you get from it? I want to see if I conveyed what I was trying to.