Caust of Millions - pt.2

Act III – ‘Death’

The walls are thick and firm,
Surrounded by the demon's beasts;
By day, they march in chains;
By night, you smile in feast.
They call us by our number names
And sweat pours over our Chelsea smiles.
We sleep muffed under the sound of agony,
Packed tight on this crooked isle.

An endless line marched on and on
Soaking in blight under halogen lights
In a metal cave, echoes chant our fated plight
In an iron sky, bones spit from elevated heights
Death did us all!
The molded sky struck our fate
As we stuck to a bottom,
Buried below from fiery hate

With the everlasting prayers
I sleep asound on the dirty ground
I think of what good is left
May it breathe life long after death.
Silence followed at a fissure
The taste of dirt has more life then metal
There, we rest on a blanket of dirt and nettle
There, our trees will breathe life and mettle

You started such an immoral game.
You let so many pawns go to waste
let not our voices be silenced,
let not our cries be forgotten...




……and then all was quiet.







Epilogue – ‘Dreaming…’

I imagined
The ecstasy so long ago
will be lost in time
Like tears in the rain
One day, we'll fly away like Icarus
And build our wings from the faith below.
Nothing to fear as we stand and grow
Nothing to bury in the blacken snow.
As we soared though the smoke in the sky
Swifter then any bomber or plane,
we dived into the blue ocean waves;
And we were saved;

We were saved.