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★★★★★ (3)
Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1241025

This a rather abstract apocalyptic poem.

See the sun
See the moon
Is your radio in tune?
Hear the broadcast
Hear the rhyme
Can you feel the time?

It's getting late, time to run
No more sadness, no more fun
The farmer grabs his pitchfork
The soldier grabs his gun
Can't they see the sun?
Can't they see the moon?

It's time to go, time to leave
Time to be joyous, time to grieve
How did it happen?
Does it really matter?
The end is coming
Soon it will be here

See the sun
See the moon
Is your radio in tune?
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