Demons dance in a blood-red sky

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Hi all!


I thank zahrakh, Isaias, Filiocht & Billy for your comments.


How's this for a redraft:

Demons dance in a blood-red sky
above the corpses where they lie
above the lies for which they fell;

tears on Earth, delight in Hell.

Like Dover Beach and Flanders' fields
the ground a grisly harvest yields
of noxious weeds and mangled shoots,

toxic dreams and caustic fruits.

Abel walks among the stars
but it is Cain who bears the scars.
Now I get what Preacher said,
pity the living, not the dead.

Who are these demons that nimbly prance
in danse macabre with quill and lance?
Dear God, dear God, they're coming nearer.
There! There! In the mirror!

Demons dance in a blood red sky
above the corpses where they lie.


Thanks!


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