In the Valley of Hinnom
In the valley
by the valley, of the valley
by the way,
There are a people
of the people
cursed for who they were
Damned by all
cursed of Rome
wastrels one and all
Fires burning
burning screams and shouting
in the valley by the way,
Eastern valley
of the people, of the valley
by way of the way
Screaming
for salvation of the nation
for the God, of the man,
Fires burning
surrendering orange yellow,
orange, orange black to dark
Victims smoke
victims all the victims,
many, many in the pyre
So many
so much refuse, wasted
one for all, all for none
Days of hade’s
none to comfort, comfort
burning, burning all the more
Eyes of devils
minds of mortals,
souls as Spartans evermore
Days of yore
days gone by forgotten,
not forevermore