soul like a baby smiles

flash of lightning struck the heavens rumble
flushed the rain continued until shivering
covered with dried blood stream as an army combat
reserving a life lament debris
body feels tired blistered
a fast lap time was slowed
shouts ran in the morning until night closed his eyes
only blank stares, the eye can see distant sense
present struggle in the chest flung a fear of hope
all burned putting out dark
but the spirit will never die
penetrating in depth
beat all
silent night without a fight
move in silence
up to greet the morning sun
spinning in dance
turn on the souls of the dead
fulfill the dreams
like being born in the baby smiles

== pare, 171211


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