Echos in Hymnh
Lingering, lifeless, & dim
Caroled curses
Over a great divide
& it flows so softly;
Crashing on the embankment
Ghastly, garish, gore
Some preemptive presumption
Guiding a false redemption
On the steps of your war monument
Your battle paint smears
On a lucid sobbing face
Beg for rescue
Beg for escape
From this paradise
Based in fiction
Founded on false tradition
Another smoldering tip
Hinged on your blood lip
Exhaling for a future
Inhale for another
hymn*
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