Flowers swaying
Illuminated by the moon.
I smell them
So sweet, so refreshing.
In the world of
War and violence and destruction,
There is nothing more peaceful
Nothing better
Than the lavender garden by moonlight
Street Wars
The streets are dangerous now
I am in hiding
Hoping the man with guns
Doesn't find me.
I think he started a war!
The Lavender's Remember
The lavenders
No longer stand tall and proud.
They lay rotting
On the ground.
As the moon comes up
They remember what happened here
The trampling, for pleasure
The bloodshed, come from their carer
The gunshots
Their master being dragged away
The dead lavenders
Remember
And the lavender garden by moonlight
Is no more.
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