YOU ARE READING Dead World Poetry Dead World 17 0 0 by stargazer70 by stargazer70 Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Sing of the freedom we seek! Tomorrow, where despair reaches its peak; The apocalypse will bear fruit. Let loose the music of flute, the melody of hope will ring across the whole land, In this dead world we live!