The Sick Man

The Sick Man

Some lost
their legs

And the
others sick

With the
war outside

For potato
& cake

The past
sins

Catching up
to you

Water up
to the
neck

And the
devil

Calling out
to you

To embrace
you

In its
burning nest

You call
out for
peace

Perhaps its
too late

The sick
man in
you

Must leave
with the
greed in
you

Caution: This might be all theory

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