Grieving
font size="3">by TW A blinding pain
Bringing tears to the eyes
And a hand to the heart
Grieving for the sick and dead
Grieving for the future sick and dead
Not for the world
But only in oneself

Destruction
by RM
The window shakes
The eath is in quakes
Destruction is near
The trees in blaze
All through the haze
Destruction is near
The wind spins round
We're all underground
Destruction is here