SIREN
Blazing Sunlight, The beauty of nature
The writer sits and writes, Inspiration from the tree's stature
Wondrous skin of the Caucasian, White signs red from the
distance
The alarms blowing loud, skies glowing from the brightness
of the cloud
The One moment where everything flashes before your eyes
Not flashes but questions, actual questions
If my life ends today, what would my loved ones have to say
Choking from toxins, Fear in every being
We got out safe... Then I worried about my phone!
TWENTY 1ST
Cars screeching, Deja vu
Global movement, Wait! The globe is really moving
I'm freaking out, Lord forgive me Sinner
Its a new day, probably my last
Arise the sun, I rise. Trees unusually quiet
No one really knows about the end
Is this really the end? Clasping my hands,I pray!
Extra careful, knife might cut me
Vacuum might suck me
The neighbor, the mean looking one just might ...BANG!!
What was that?! THATS IT!!
So I'm here...with my pad and pen
Thinking about Evil Plots...writers block
I'm just scared of the unknown, the 1 after 20
The Twenty 1st
But isn't everyday unsure, Like it could really be our last
Everyday ... is like the 21st
So live it like its your last
Blazing Sunlight, The beauty of nature
The writer sits and writes, Inspiration from the tree's stature
Wondrous skin of the Caucasian, White signs red from the
distance
The alarms blowing loud, skies glowing from the brightness
of the cloud
The One moment where everything flashes before your eyes
Not flashes but questions, actual questions
If my life ends today, what would my loved ones have to say
Choking from toxins, Fear in every being
We got out safe... Then I worried about my phone!
TWENTY 1ST
Cars screeching, Deja vu
Global movement, Wait! The globe is really moving
I'm freaking out, Lord forgive me Sinner
Its a new day, probably my last
Arise the sun, I rise. Trees unusually quiet
No one really knows about the end
Is this really the end? Clasping my hands,I pray!
Extra careful, knife might cut me
Vacuum might suck me
The neighbor, the mean looking one just might ...BANG!!
What was that?! THATS IT!!
So I'm here...with my pad and pen
Thinking about Evil Plots...writers block
I'm just scared of the unknown, the 1 after 20
The Twenty 1st
But isn't everyday unsure, Like it could really be our last
Everyday ... is like the 21st
So live it like its your last
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