steel birds
• Written by Pamplemouth
Go tell my father
Go tell my mother
The mass murderers
Are sending jet fighters
Tell them I love them
Tell them I care for them
When steel birds fly low
You know it's not about to rain
The pain drains the sanity remaining in my brain
I'm scared this inhumanity eventually prevails
And I fail to see absurdity
Feedback & Comments
About the Artist
Pamplemouth
Member since July 12 2014