Hearken

Look on in discomfort

once stable gaze

For that which had held you

has now re-turned

 

the body of your “strong” Head

Was on the backs of a defaced

the strict name of your “peace”

By the effacing of their tongue

 

As they have come to stand

you just tumble

And their scream of release

darkens your “ground”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s