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Brainstormings pt. I: The Stirring Winds of War
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Extended Poetry When's the day when fish shall fly
And birds shall crawl the seas
For in barrels bullets wait
And in barrels bullets come
Bullets by the barrel
Restless as they wait
To grasp the course for told
Oh, when will the day but tilt
And dump all the garbage 'way
And make the wolves but shed to sheep
for war is but a storm
Angered and disturbed
War is but harsh weather
No stone but sheds to water
No strenght but strong enough
War is but a steel wind
An ever ever struggle
Great mountains crumble into sand
And we've all been told
Desrts never rustle, Deserts never stir
For with sand there is no tide
Inhaling and exhaling sweet life
No pulse but throbbing steady as life flows
War is but a steel wind
Blowing every ocean down
Drying all to dust
