Blue Glory

Love breaks and burns

Slashes and twists

Weaves its dismal agony around Him

But I wait and protect

In austere reject

For King and Country!

My respect

For who am I to tell

What is in this shell?

Of a broken hearted man

So near his demise

That he does not notice

His soiled chemise

And misused robes, rules and drawls

Channelling through me toward my sad device

Of saliva coated empathy

I ramble on swords

Mythical, mystical and divine

So far away from me

I cannot tell

Their spell

Has got a hold on me

Oh deep blue skies

Please open up for me and others

So we can fight

To believe in what is right

As a soldier approaches his death

In a battlefield of joy

Neither regret nor sorrow he feels for the Deepening

Blue skies

All around him are familiar cries

Of roads transferred to premise

Oh Blue Glory

Find me my time

And erase my bad memories

From my tummy, yummy, mummy

And return to me the soldier

Parched respect out of his suicide and solitude divine

For the world he believed in has died

And on to the next one he flies

Like tampons thrown in a dark light

Under a deep blue moonlit sky

TOSHAM