the reaper..

tears of fire that did rage,
evaporation of memories,
dreams delt a blow,
just another show of the power of death,
and who do we blame,
for our own inflicted fatality?
is it the devil we don't see?
talked about in holy grounds,
to the kitchens of our grandies?
screams!
the hunger within us,
a struggle for survival,
to the bangalows in the west,
back to the shacks that house me in the east,
every day pain of a dead soldier,
the reaper in all cloaks,
yesterday came the fire,
today the alcohol,
crying hail mary before tommorow dawns,
heaven help from angels above,
trying to live today,
in a man's way,
before time ticks for me,
till then i moan my gone friends,
wishing you Rest In Peace,