NO FLOWERS FOR THE FALLEN
the heart knows where love resides even if it’s total darkness inside cold, old, wavy and damp it lightens with its own special lamp the fallen gave too much, many more even when their feet goes sore “humanity” their watchword looked beyond the hatred and the flood right course for the right reasons their minds became a prison head raised high for a better course refusing to give up despite the cause but at the end, no flowers despite the fight for balance of power they, lying in their grave cold and unappreciated forgotten by the lives they emanated no flowers for the fallen the battles were tough but they kept on working ignoring the pains beneath their shirt they never showed it, their fret @talk2leigh (X & insta) 7:15am 28 Sept 2026
