The Burning

See the houses, burn them down;
let the ashes to charred ground.
Tear the shirt from shaking back,
take the feast but give them bread.
No more feast? We take the bread
and leave a twister in their heads
and leaves of winter falling dead
among the ashes on the ground
among the houses all burned down


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