Like a Dantesque

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June 2019

Like a Dantesque 

 

Deaths Call.

It screamed...... like,

a Banshee's .....wail.

It's breath....

It pushed.... my chest, so hard.

It touched, my spine.

Time, stopped still.... for a, moment.  

While an eerie silence reigned.

Then, the ground erupted!

Fire and molten metal shards

Cut through the air.

Bringing further screams, from the maimed, and dying.

Adding, voices to.......

Hells

 

Choir.

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