DYING SUN

Sinners pray
Cross rusts
Hand shakes
That blessed the cursed

Fingers point
Bullets fire
Dying man
Counts money at pyre

Ties break
Trust deceives
Honest man
in Death believes

Laughter echos
Tears dry
Silence throbs
As you scream Why?

Lay bleeding
Life you shun
With fluttering eyelids
Watch the dying sun…

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"It runs in every vein ..the blood. But having to wake up every morning and see it oozing out, does it really remind you that you're alive?"