The Child Of Tommorrow

As the world await's its uncertain future

Man will weep for his alien nature

City's of God's burn like a hell

Unimaginable even in the darkest mind

Mechanical bird's patrol the skies

Casting shadow's of darkness

On the bloody lifeless child of tommorrow

I ask why?

The tyrant lies silent for devil's dont talk

For  life is but a tomb

I weep for us all from this

The modern graveyard

And may God have mercy

On us all

By Liam Herdman

CTID