perrytheplatypus

I come to school every day 
Sit for hours working away
but no reason to stay 

 

The fallen soldier, his head on the ground
No funeral to his name nor friends found
A life wasted in a servitude to sacrifice 
If only he had more time in his life
But freedom rings as he leaves this earth

Cold
Winter is coming, famous line, harsh reality
Human migration to the warm side of life
Left to a land baron and cold
thoughts of summer in the minds of all who don't like the snow
out with mittens and jackets and sleds