I can smell in the air
I can taste in my mouth
The certainty of life
As the bombs dropped
From the air,we are all
Victims of happenstance
As we stand with our backs
Against the wall,how can this be
The rat and his cheese
You see, once you digress
& take on Life in the wild
The rat will always rear it’s head
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