omens portending doom
Wisdom of Solomon air beneath your wings
glide gentle before your lethal strike
to cruel the eyes of men
teach them never to destroy creation nor yet its creator will ever forgive
the high travesty of infliction of death across all the gifts of God’s eternity
in our scant days of solo time soon to vanish barely heraldic of death itself
vogel als prophet
solemn as the sky
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