and today I slay death
it was my way
knife  heart
blade and life

what light
reveal
strength or frail
truth for a man

and the council
those pompous twelve
non-human but eager
to learn

and
Earth is a grand
battlefield petal rose
red soil and bitter torn

in dream or fear dear
lackey heart weak near
the hand grab my heart
hero save what shadow

old man or bag lady
do not stare this way
for all had is given
move along tomorrow

today the gift is given
softly   we praise Him
who always gives more
those flowers in fields

:: 03-12-2014 ::