The Fever is Come

Horrors of the night parade themselves in daylight

Now that the fever is come

Floods of tears and sweat but the crisis is not yet

Now that the fever is come

The patient is not dead but life hangs by a thread

Now that the fever is come

When the fever is gone will life go on?

Or will a dead planet orbit the sun?

Killed by its fever as it tried to kill

Everyone? 

Deforestation

There was a forest on the hill

Many moons ago

It was so thick light did not fall

Upon the soil below

But over time the trees were felled

And others did not take their place

And now the forest is so thin

You would not know the place

And where the sunlight did not reach

Now it shines straight through

And though your hair has gone my friend

I still know its you

Somme

When I went away to war

I feared I'd see my love no more

On the day I went away

I feared that she was lost for aye

None are here to tell me why

In the bloodied pools we lie

Those that live and those that die

Beneath an inattentive sky

Those that wont return again

Yet they dream - anticipating

Dying, calling out to those

Those they hope at home are waiting

I returned again today

But my world had gone away

A shadow of it still abides

In my darling's weeping eyes

But I remember all I saw

Blood still hot and flesh still raw

And dim recall the world before

I was called away to war