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My heart grows heavy as I look to the sky
There is so much happening up on high
I look and think this;
This is how I will die

They fall and land
Get up and drop their garand
It looks like me, but there’s something uncanny
Yet they come with promises, offers so grand

Suddenly they’re all around me
Telling me what I can and cannot see
In this realm
Of what I can and cannot be

And all along it was for the coup
Coming soon after their influence grew
Bereft of true life we lay
As above us they flew

Upon our vitality they fed
I feel it, reclining in bed
Perhaps it will be alright
After all
This dread
Its all in my head