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Our World


Once prominently coloured Annihilated Before our great, great , great grandsons could witness. How freely she lived Before, Exemption Beauty Oneness Frith and the love of humanity Went dead My, Our World Black moon Black stars Black seas All black soon The dark nation Lords never reside on their thrones They have erect and everlasting reigns No divorced gleam dares to be present An owl's hoot is mute Sound waves barely circumnavigate their way to nobody's pinna Birds no longer fly Bioluminescent bettles scared to corrusccate My World, Your World, Our World Somewhere in the midst of nowhere Silenced, From trumpets to roars Roars, moos Moos to mews Twits, whispers to silence Suckers sook each other Predators no longer feel or scent prey Grazers now carnivorous scavengers Darkness ate all body's senses Sorrows substituted souls Arrows and strings parted with bows Whos, wheres,whats, whys and whichs hates hows From silver platers now served in wooden bowls The wise has become fools They can't distinguish barks from howls, Goods from fouls Cuddly paws from deadly and ugly claws Our World Heaven for few Inferno for all They grouped the deviant and malignant of them all, Made them part of Our Universe
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