Friday, November 18, 2011

Dusted Air

Black rain drops
Dance upon our skin
Staining patterns like tattoos
Another fear came true in life
Fumes we endorsed yesterday
Ghost dome as filters die out
Bust the very air we breathe

God dust off the air I breathe
A sea of plankton before our eyes
Blindly endorsed charcoal air
World’s going gray too early

Asphyxiated by black sheets
Patterns serenade my soul
Whispers willingly endorsed
Dance upon my dying skin
Tattoos forever disguised
As human history

God dust off the air I breathe
A mustard gas cloud before our eyes
Blindly endorsed human holocaust
Corporations swallowing earth
Our world for a profit

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