and the rush of the rip tide over the sand
showed the contrast bewteen the planned and the unplanned
the fighters of romance, that fought in the spanish civil war
where poets were shot for daring to plot and trying to soar
over romance in it's horrible tangible way
and let truth rejoice for finding it's here to stay
taken out one dark moonlight night
a bullet in the head, a terrible fright
and the little waltzes were no more
for un-natural sex, to settle the score
and buried in a mass grave of traitors without end
no headstone to mark you were really Spain's friend
georges
For Lorca
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For Lorca
I am a right bad ass, dankish prince and I love my Violet to bits.
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