“PEACE and SILENCE” by edenbray.

a clattering of jackdaw now take flight carrying their ill-gotten gains a songbird slain's remains songbird sings his nations anthem while his buried child moves earth and stones walks so tiny and discreet upon her bones and her distressed feet put up your sword, put up your anger for just an hour

“I Wanna Go Home…” by Helena.

It was an abandoned garden at the end of the creekside. And like a dense forest, the flowers withered already and the grass grew similar to the movie of Stephen King “The Grass”. It’s a path to perdition. Local people said that you can never go back once you go there.