Blood of drink and lungs of fumes
What else is there,
for our impending doom?
Tomorrow costs our lives,
What future we had were lies.
What can we do for tomorrow’s end,
but stand here protesting our lament?
Tag: Poems
The Beat in my Heart
The beat in my heart,
Flow through my leg, jolt through my mind,
Tapping onto the floor, cold, marvelous, joyous.
The light of the ceiling, bringing life like stars.
The night is young and precious,
A moment frozen in time;
I dance as I sit in silence, listening to the voices in rhymes.
Drinks clinking in the dark, noise rattles the air.
The beat flows again as my heart dances;
The beat in my heart.
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