Boots for Michael
The war we make.
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They come stomping
In cycles
Of six
The war was ending
More for me
No birds were singing
Tomorrow should never come
But it came
The papers were burning
News of the world
And more for me
We don’t see our reflections in the water
So we won’t lie
We are good people
Hidden underneath our capes
We are sentient
Aware of our every mistake
© Lucas Melo 2022