Devastated

Novice lovers, kill the great,
As the laughter and love abate,
The hungry wind laps at the sea,
Shade leaves beneath the tree.

Winding ways tonight will fall,
While the whispering night stands tall,
Poles and ships injure you,
Swift trees fell upon your route.

Stirring in that midsummer sleep,
Widows and and nature, tend to weep,
Behind the wall, above the skies,
Courage fails, and kindness dies.

Pillars hold up the wire roof,
Sadness prevails, the grave aloof,
New songs echo round the ear,
Pleading for you to sing and hear.

Clothes and faces look faded,
Not a life has lamented,
But the final loss seems vast,
And nature has found peace at last.

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