The Thirteenth Hour

By Uriah Wolf

O say can you see by the dawn's generator haze, the Starbuck's sign still proudly announcing last night's burnt beans. The ash in our eyes, the ash in our mouths, announces our perilous fight, over the concrete berm we hide behind while the victims run screaming. And the Molotov's red glare, the gas bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that we were still here; O say does that bitchin' Betty howl them away, for the land of the free, is gone now, all that's left are the brave!The alarm is ringing and it's the thirteenth hour. Everyone is hungry for something. Follow these scattered pages if you want to know how to really stay alive during the plague of the twenty first century.

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 1502935929
• ISBN13: 9781502935922
• Release Date: October 2014
• Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
• Length: 342 Pages
• Weight: 1.29 lbs.
• Dimensions: 9.0" x 0.8" x 6.0"