Streaking Red

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Hanging off the edge of time

Holding back the scary dread

Mulling over, catching words

Of secrets that we still keep

Moving onward to the fate

As in perpetual motion

Taking us there, in dire fear

Through the blackness

Streaks of red come from the heart

Wilfred the Hairy makes the mark

Upon a yellow shield, dripping

In a land that needs redemption

More than before as fascists

Reign upon us yet again

With European masters in support

We move onward to the fate

Through the blackness

With yellow shield of dripping blood

Holding back the scary dread

Hanging off the edge of time

 

 

About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories
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