The Day The World Will Cry
When all tears have been shed
When the last shout rings out
The final echo is heard
A shot blast; at last light of day
Words become no more
Feeling and emotion controlled
All like-minded
With a number, not a name
The very thought of
Dream, hope, love, God
Erased and forgotten
Non-existant; lack of choice
The earth bares no color
No shade, nor light
No rain, no snow
Only a misty haze; lack of life
Not one smile left
No step out of line
A child's laughter tinkles
Another Bang in the night
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