Angus Abranson (angusabranson) wrote,
Angus Abranson

(Poetry) One By One

One By One

Listen to the hidden hours
That fall white in the rain
Hearing the breathless cables
And take a look around.
Forever you’ve trusted who we are
Going down the line to heaven
Driven together and given hell
But still she burns incense
Like the oil from the wells.
So quiet, it’s hard to hear
The sound of an assassins gun
And the death of romance
As one by one, by one,
A million hollow faces
Fall down in a corpse of tears.

One more night spent
Watching proud
England fade away
As all the countries around her
Come crushing down to the floor
And everything seems....
And everything just seems....


By A R J Abranson
(Taken from 'Wild Card Symphonies')

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