Peace, Goodbye

Fighter fly

Go away

I don’t want to see you

Today

Helicopter

Shed your wing

Split up the light

The twins once made shade

It surrounds us tonight

Stench of rotting

Death at my door

I don’t want to cover my mouth anymore

Whole digger

Dig your own

My family is hurt

And I bury my friends

United States

I don’t know what to say

I burn your symbol on four

But today I see the shine from sea to sea

Come back and set foot

Put you in the ring

And a street fight from my fist

Ill blow you to bits

After sitting down forever in peace

© 2001 David Greg Harth

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