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| Flares lit the night like a sky
Full of Bethlehem stars. Dark wings against a darker sky Laid down red ribbons and bars Of bright crashing metal To warn of the on-coming Assault of men, the long battle Filled with cries of "in-coming" That sent them crawling about Into the pocked earth, waiting for the promise Of thudding hosannas like a gathering of devout Moths aching for the flames but frozen by the hiss And whistle of mortars and rockets sliding Down their air pews in a choiring of dying. |
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