Ghosts

Snow sets in freezing you again

Left your life to run away

I wish the snow would turn to rain

Things too pretty for my taste

How do those shores warm your core?

When the waves pull you under

Who do you call?

Consciousness, overwritten

Maladies, conscripted

Join my march on a world

Harm humanity with no fate

Six months and a little war

Coup d'etat topped with gore

A new city

Only for ghosts