A bit of an odd one this. I guess it's an expression of my fear of terrorism and the current political climate.
Aura
Eyes shift back and forth
Scanning for something
Nobody sees
I'm scared now
Screams lost on the breeze
Heart beating
There's no retreating now
No going back
The seconds tick by
My final moments
Everyone's final moments
Though they dont know it
Children laugh
Birds sing
Wind blows
Making a perfect symphony
Of everything I dreamed to be
Frozen in time
And rising high above the crowd
A spectral, perfect mushroom cloud