Let Words Flow - Not.... Blow

When the sword is out of the scabbard and spoken words leave your mouth when stars wink and clouds sink then thunder comes in the blunder is done now there is no fun spirit has been spat rats kicked killed on the mat you fall and fall like autumn leaves on the greens but then that speaks of the end one can never amend But some guys speak with sense many mostly unknowingly say non -sense then comes drenching rain washes everything down the drain what of PPME of you all too nothingremains life flows out of veins your red blood like bloody muddyslushy rain again and again alas life goes in vain