Running out of logs

Running out of logs
Running out of firewood
Bodies in the Ganges
Bodies without love

Virus torn countryside
Virus torn town
There are no sides
Between mankind
Just a virus in a gown

Drifting over no-man’s land
Soaked in peoples tears
Drifting triumphantly
Obese with people’s fears

Running out of firewood
Running out of love

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances.

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