<——As is as is——>

Always as movements in the grass. timing is like a shot gun. Shoot reload shoot reload,
enemy’s everywhere I use the sky to calm the air,
destination unknown cities outgrown death circles like vultures in the sky, looking for a feed to set the atmosphere. Everywhere as I walk through the valley of death I become the valley and the sea,
COVID patients in search of an excuse to belong this is so wrong, immunity was once grown let it be known,
survival is constant invent to defend destroy such a ploy,
playing with something unknown,
is such that it all has grace to save face,
underground is where we’ll be hiding from the sea.
Yet cherishing it all to begin with nothing but lies in disguise destroy rebuild disguise rebuild history in a hat a magician without the cat,
a fool looking up so it is as such it’s all or bust,
never ending tales of Turmoil,
restructure reinvent just vent,
armies circling around land mines in standing ground halt halt halt,
revolt revolt revolt,
Destinations of existence of a life once worn upon the sleeve now it’s nothing but thieves,
graveyards full,
plagues upon plagues, fighting for who don’t know why don’t know when it storms again. Situation disarmed the people rest just to begin another test,
the future is unkind everyone goes blind into the darkest of nights we deploy our battlefield is ready our minds are steady rest rest rest as much as i can say agent orange in the air masks on,
rebuild restructure reinvent,
constant torment another day begins walking through tunnels already made situations cannot leave it’s partly the grief let us go again shoot kill destroy it’s all or nothing winner takes all no room for thoughtful doom is this my room shrouded in mystery,
calm be still someone walks through time stands still.
Rebuild restructure reinvent,
rebuild restructure reinvent. Gold mines calling time grows short off the lights go set the scheme for another dream……. (3:16). S.A.D
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Posted: Mar 2023
About this poem:
I have had mates who have fought in the war. It’s sort of a memorial and memory of my mate. ?????????????

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