All angels are gone from Mariupol

Perched upon a sluggish sky, The sun s unwilling to shine. As freshly snow veils what stands below, Your prayers all drowned out by the roars of war. Your lungs strain for a breath of air, Your frozen feet won t allow to flee. Your clouded eyes gaze into the void, There your mother lies seeming like a broken doll. Beyond the smoke that shades the dread, All angels now are gone. The angels have fled from Mariupol Your lungs strain for breath of air, Your frozen feet won t allow to flee. Your clouded eyes gaze into the void, Not a sprout will bloom from this wasteland. Pictures taken from: American civil war 18611865, Crimean war 18531856 RussoJapanese war 19041905. Music written, performed and ( alas ) sung by BoredByron