Overgrowth
Josh Carmona
I can see the sun
Will rise when all is done
Shifting ground beneath
The roots grabbing your feet
Tidal wave on way
Wipe it all away
Scorched earth they pretend
Will never come again
See the soldiers crawling
Feel the rubble falling
Watch the green reclaim
The urban grey domain
All the dripping blood
The seeping from above
See the skies all red
Born a world again
Watch the lights all fade
As flesh disintegrates
The television screen
Has melted into green
Alone and empty life
Static like a knife
Glazing iPhone screen
No more to be seen
