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Military Dolls🪖
Who are the men who come haunting day and night?
Men, women and children falling like dominoes and bullets parading in and out if sight.
What is the sound that stole the voice of chirpping birds?
Why do willow trees bend and break after all those years?
Why did they come leaving the land needing to be purged, bringing about new fears?
Now the sound of death rattles is the new norm,
And here we sit hiding out bullets from their storm,
The sky blood beaten,
We now know the smell of death,
And carnival of guns is the only celebration our land has left,
Momma sings lullabies coughing up blood
Brother and father are dead, we hid, the didn't spare us,
The man next us is on his last hunger breath
I know he and momma are next.
"Military dolls" Momma used to tell me to call them,
"Run when you see them son, your game's over next".
© Dantewrites
Men, women and children falling like dominoes and bullets parading in and out if sight.
What is the sound that stole the voice of chirpping birds?
Why do willow trees bend and break after all those years?
Why did they come leaving the land needing to be purged, bringing about new fears?
Now the sound of death rattles is the new norm,
And here we sit hiding out bullets from their storm,
The sky blood beaten,
We now know the smell of death,
And carnival of guns is the only celebration our land has left,
Momma sings lullabies coughing up blood
Brother and father are dead, we hid, the didn't spare us,
The man next us is on his last hunger breath
I know he and momma are next.
"Military dolls" Momma used to tell me to call them,
"Run when you see them son, your game's over next".
© Dantewrites
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