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I once wanted everything to be black and white

But now I’m not too sure

There is no life

It’s hard to see

Camouflaged or nonexistent

Shifting shadows

Grey and light

Clouding on my eyes

Have a vision

Come and see

A human in it's misery

Sensuous sights of pain and fear

Carry through another year

Have a listen

Come and hear

Hatred, evil, loathing, jeers

If truly one great family

Then why are they all mocking me

Have a taste

Come and sense

The end of youthful innocence

The pervasive aroma of decadence

And consumption of our common-sense

Have a whiff

Come and sniff

Love and peace, dead and stiff

Emanations of a hostile action

Lead to scents of our destruction

Have a sense

Can't you feel

Our virtual life becoming real

When ones and zeros control our breath

It won't be long until our death.

Red coats one day

Grey coats another

Brothers falling to the ground

No one wins

Everyone fails

And the world again goes round

The victor's a tyrant

The loser's a rebel

There's two truths I have found

That which was won

By the other must be lost

And history's written by the survivor

I do not know why you've come

Or why you even care

To hear a story such as mine

Of the sorrow that I bear

Is it that you enjoy suffering

I wonder with affright

As I begin my tale

Of that long forgotten night

I was a man of stable means

She was the mayor's daughter

Always smiling and praising me

For the blessings I had brought her

Her name was Lenore, and I had planned

Upon that fateful day

To ask her for her hand in marriage

On the dock within the bay

For many weeks she had been gone

A-sailing on the sea

So on the day that she was due

I walked the lighthouse quay

The clouds were rolling like the waves

The lightning striking down

And in the waters of the bay

My Lenore did drown

For many hours, then many days

We held out hope of life

Yet that day my hopes were dashed

When I heard the mournful fife

My Lenore had just been found

And her angel face did burn

Itself into my waking eyes

Upon the ship's wrecked stern

The light was gone

And Earth was bare

I could no longer linger there

Turning away from her face

I paused for one last embrace

Then I ran, far away

From my problems, from my pain

I thought I saw her angel face

Before I stopped dead in the rain

A winter's chill on an Autumn breeze

Ghostly whispers in the trees

Brings me sobbing to my knees

Crying for Lenore

I cannot stay I beg and plead

As I flail, much like a reed

I just want desperately to be freed

From the memory of before

Her memory haunts me still

Even now, unto this day

I often drown in remembrance

As I walk along the bay

Many years have come and gone

Many more will still

At least she won't be forgotten

By her grave upon the hill