Revolt
How can a world, close
to its angry Sun, stroked by
moonlight, be so cold?
Let rage burn miles and hours, tear
down borders, wed us in flames.
© Simon J Ashcroft, 2025
Revolt
How can a world, close
to its angry Sun, stroked by
moonlight, be so cold?
Let rage burn miles and hours, tear
down borders, wed us in flames.
© Simon J Ashcroft, 2025