Take heed my warning
For death is coming
The skies are painted red
Mud instead is raining
And burying the dead
No amount of training
Prepared for the bloodshed
© Delia Ross. 2019
Tag: war
There is no hope that lies here
It seems the desert beams with blood
Tears instead of rain do flood
Only the dark leers
(c) Delia Ross. 2013. All Rights Reserved.
