Written by Cason Wagner
As you struck me down,
Or as We’ve fallen…. The ground looked softer than ever. Pillars piled, screams of child, hold their hand and just smile.
Strike my back, the licks of cows, faint of breath. Just keep that smile. Hold their hands for a longer while.
Need not know of pain, until it’s done we shall be friends. Like thee, hold thy hands. A strife of blessings, a blessing so short, Happy but sad–Welcome back my boy.
Listen for laughter, for laughter is magic.
A magician, with no happy ever after. Too shall hold thy hands, see no pain through windows formed by man.
Thee stated, hold their hands and smile for thee. An illusion of the sea for sight.