glory of the midnight hours...

lives set ablaze...
a million dollar dreams running into ashes

civilizations doomed
city staying awake,
wide awakened by screams and scras

Army men squeezing blood back to the veins
that teary eyed girl
shaken by the abruptness of the day
the smooth roads that once led to her school:
blood bathed now....road homeward seemed bleak

The car on flames,
rage in their eyes, hopelessness in others'

Is this the city whr i grew up playing,laughing ??
went to school and the city which gave me soo much till this day...??

Which city is this??

My own land intimidating me....sigh!

I wish i was drunk;
drowsed off to sleep wid wine o drugs

Wish we were all put into a swoon,
'cause the consciousness didnt help-- education failed,
That drunken spirit could prove to be better for us....

It will rain very hard, very soon
And then, perhaps we will have nothing to gather back and start afresh...

The glories of the midnight hour running into oblivion,

I felt like escaping...