Comments about living'it' (gurl)
For Life to return its normality,
the second call of the Trumpet
to bring back their loved ones again.
The clash of ideals knows not innocents
But the dark crimson spilling from the undead.
For the injustice.For the peace.They pray.
For an abode to keep out the chilly rains,
the warmth from the crackling fireplace
for his callused hands to seek comfort again.
The unfaltering love they do not recognise
But the burdensome old man imposing their lives.
For them.For love.He ...