Short poem inspired the Untempered Schism. Please let me know how you interpret it.
Disclaimer: I own this poem but not a lot else.
Time War
It was today I saw him
Sitting on the wall
Blue striped pyjamas and ruffled hair
Tilted head, an unmade bed
Clinging to a teddy bear
Waiting patiently alone
Time ticking by as his face grows old
Flashes of forgotten
Bolder than bold
Air strike ahead, full of dread
He walks slowly home.