Is a lie. For men hidden. Tell the stories. No one. Does.
Believe the color, of the sky turned. Outwarly colder. So blue.
Is the lie that hold us. Converting sinless doves. Into dogs.
So, before I go. She comes and holds. My hand & squeezes.
Tightly, she whispers. Tonight. I love you. Man of...
Childhood stolen. Fight because there is no other lie. To...
Tell the birds. Whose sky, have fallen beneath their minds.