Locust Harp

Locust harp
The swarm it sings
One million wings
So many strings
Playing sweet
With bows for feet
Their symphony

Locust harp
Black skies for days
Insect arrays
Falling in waves
Descending down
Like rain from clouds
Towards the ground

Locust harp
The fields are dead
The streets run red
The swarm is fed
And so withdraws
So many jaws
Ravenous maws

Locust harp
The mass ascends
And terror ends
Or rather wends
No lust or zeal
Searching still
For another meal

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