Moment of Rebirth

Brash beneath a blown sky

Brave, bold man smart, shrewd too

Strange thoughts while still alive.

 

The plume of gas, it flew –

fire from a hive.

We waited by the window, knew

our time had come to die.

 

Struggling stranded panic grew –

Grave worms behind our eyes,

The time had come to die.

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