A dead man was walking in the middle of the road,
The night is dark, but darker times are yet to unfold,
There was no hope, the mother had already been told,
As the tears went flying, a calamity, there's no denying,
It's all a part of our history, a part of a retelling-
~
Warring times are coming, as worrying times had gone,
Nature keeps calling, as it always had done,
There are no victories even after a battle been won,
Dreadful things keep happening, deadlier the gun,
As time keep on changing, evolving under the sun,
No one wants to be the one left outdone.
~
A dead man was walking in the middle of the road,
The night is dark, but darker times are yet to unfold,
There was no hope, the mother had already been told,
As the tears went flying, a calamity, there's no denying,
It's all a part of our history, a part of a retelling-
~
There was no moon, beneath the rolling clouds,
A storm was raging, overshadowing the anguished crowds,
As shots ranged out, who knew they could be so loud,
Striking the innocent, sullying the rally that disallowed-
The banning together to plough and sow,
With blood on our hands, the wrongdoings should not be allowed-
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A fire is burning, smoke billowing into the sky,
In a world so big, there is no place to hide,
Time is no friend as it passes us all by,
Whether we put up a fight or turn a blind eye,
But be aware when you catch the Reaper's eye-
There is never a good way to die.
~
A dead man was walking in the middle of the road,
The night is dark, but darker times are yet to unfold,
There was no hope, the mother had already been told,
As the tears went flying, a calamity, there's no denying,
It's all a part of our history, a part of a retelling.