As We Fall
In western nations,
state lines are drawn,
people divided,
by medium spawn.
The wars they started,
come home to roost,
where memory’s long,
divisions induced.
The fall is coming,
spirits have dropped,
by tide of darkness,
that cannot be stopped.
Gather your courage,
harvest the moon,
batten the hatches,
protect your commune.
For looming closer,
the zero sum,
a swirling storm,
where it started from.
Remember your oath,
throughout the weather,
we survive the route,
working together.
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By: The Activist Poet
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