The price of quarantine Poems
The Invader
by Abraham Zillion Airs
It was pictured, timed and warnings of thousands years of death with no respect for boundaries and bonds.
They lived in houses on fire moving the red and black lights.
Yet for prey to devour colourless light flies.
The calls came with no remorse he gave.
The invader! Is here never for invading terms.
When you eat your cakes and ask of it, who cares?
Our lessons learnt from building castles in the air.
Will always feel the touch of the drums by our hands.
......
The Invader
by Abraham Zillion Airs
It was pictured, timed and warnings of thousands years of death with no respect for boundaries and bonds.
They lived in houses on fire moving the red and black lights.
Yet for prey to devour colourless light flies.
The calls came with no remorse he gave.
The invader! Is here never for invading terms.
When you eat your cakes and ask of it, who cares?
Our lessons learnt from building castles in the air.
Will always feel the touch of the drums by our hands.
......
