Coral Reef Of Grief



The city lights bind the fright
shadows of sleepless sight hide in the pale light
waking to another night as the Sun fights to bring the morning light
the black of night turns to blue
as the city sings the blues
clues to the murder were scattered like the flu


Cold air wearing the lungs thin
and not a single sin circulated for months
the hunt was unsuccesful without guns
so they resorted to the funds of the lives of many who never knew
the Truth behind the night was always sky blue


The collective mediocrity of salvation had leaked throughout the nation
fornication was common and continued to bake like bread in the oven
born into a static kingdom of half-life states
the Wisdom of Old came too late
much too late to establish a clear slate
to start life over again after the soul's been worn thin was too much to bear
bodies lied bare from the wear and tear of war
the uncommon score was zero nevermore
the whores of war bring gore to the flesh in glorification
through the very act of fornication they were generated
and so the curse leaked through
and left them in a state of slime and glue