Shells of Flames

Shells of Flames

5 August 2016

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In glory we set the purpose of Flames

The battlefield signed with blood of the hosts

The hearts we forget in thrill of the games

The endless confined by flags that mind posts

 

Now laden regret the tears of the Thames

For the bodies lined the conquests one boasts

Hearts aid and abet the hand that them maims

A closure to fret horizon of ghosts

 

Pray tell me now clear where do rivers flow

When thick with the blood they ravage valleys

I harbour no fear of underground glow

 

Oncoming the flood of tears that we know

The hearts that we smear in night-clad alleys

Shells of Flames in bud that silent we grow

 

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