The Earth, Reprieve from Ourselves

Shattered blades and broken hearts
Are all that we see on this battlefield.

Burn in the flame and tame the desires
Growing within like wild fires. Up the spires
We chase music of lyres but we’re all liars;
Spreading fires among all of our mires.

Can there be reprieve from the destruction we ensue?
Branches conceal new found life. Yet hopes are so few.

Wash away the soot. We walk this new path
Through remnants of wrath. Hey do the math
And see the truth. We burned just for warmth.
Let go of wrath it blinds us to the free Earth.
falcon

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