Tell me,
What did you hear?
You seem so lost
in fear.
Listen to me,
Your hands are so cold
and dotted with sweat like
beads of gold.
Tick, tock
It’s the sound of time
rushing by without saying
goodbye.
Pitter, patter
The sound of raindrops
clutter your heart up
in a fog.
Is it the truth that never came
a distant goal a yard away?
Is it a lie that lay its path
Your dreams a nightmare broke in half?
Tell me,
What did you hear?
I heard it all, I wish I heard it none;
The brushing of blades, the clattering of spears.
I heard the footsteps of war drawing near.
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