White Birds

Soft morn
White birds flash red
Time blinks
Silver titans stand dead
Dark shroud
A great one mourning
One people
A dark ones scorning
Black ash
Falls on gray street
Black specter
Comes to greet
Faceless coward
Hides from morning
Yellow heart
From giant running
Shellshock victim
Stands in silence
Lives altered
By senseless violence
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