Plow and cart slowly dragged over bodies
Hemp seed trenched through shallow graves
The smoke screen as hope springs eternal with stench and decay
Nurtured and loved
Throat slit and hung inside a dying shed
Complacency blossoms into inescapable grief
From stock to stem to flower and leaf
From stock to stem to flower and leaf
A stream of piss becomes a river of blood bridging out to the sea
Like ashes our memories are just washed away
