March across the fields of the dead and goneChant about how you will save the songQuestion all you can about the heart in stoneAs you realise you are far away from home Ready, aim, fire with only rage fuelled desireWhile the cries ring out about the lies of empireNo more taunts about how to startContinue reading “Trauma”

For Kings And Fools

Lying atop my rusted shieldOut in the middle of this bloody fieldDevoid of a weapon to wieldMy skin will soon be peeledInnards will then be revealedWhich means my fate has been sealedAs I die upon this battlefieldI wonder if I should have squealedWould your words have been repealed?Or would I have been concealed?Either way IContinue reading “For Kings And Fools”