Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Division

Within I feel compassion
for the life that we profane
without I had to fashion
a defense I could sustain

and somewhere in the marrow
is a killing ground I fear
a line that's razor narrow
but where mercy is held dear

regardless of the malice
that gets mustered in the troops
I'll never hold the palace
when the enemy regroups

reconnaissance is futile
if there's nothing left to hide
but who becomes more brutal:
a pawn of fear or pride?

2 comments:

  1. Oh, but why must it take us so long to learn these things?

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  2. We must become seasoned vets before we acknowledge the futility of battle, so nice to see you my friend B-)

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