In a moment
a backward glance
sees sorrow
in yesterday
Blood moon
pales the evening red
in the sky
war's aftermath
a people
living
within calamity
belly sunken
generations fall
prey
to vultures
stripping it
like an abandoned carcase
I look forward
as blinding eyes
crack visions
of the past
we'll walk on
through the day's haunting
in this song
for tomorrow...
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