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While Venice Sleeps

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  • While Venice Sleeps

    While Venice sleeps we turn the charge
    Past children as they're sleeping
    Heed shattered wails of parentage
    Lay shaking from their weeping
    Our sons and daughters off to war
    For what nonsense they carry
    A fete of colors, bravura sheets
    Before they're finally buried.

    Each simple row we follow through
    Each window sloshes by
    The reddened eyes and crooked backs
    All families that I spy
    For what it seems they had to go
    To fight those soldiers mighty
    They all have parents just as we
    Who's tears are just as heavy.
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