poetry

Before this ends, I know it will.

-Would time stand still!

Yet e'er it wends- So long, my friends.

De(i)fy Him-

(De)vilify Him-

(W)allow Him-

(S)wallow Him.

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It's gone now.

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There was

a poem

here.

It's gone now.

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There was

a poem

here.

It's gone now.

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There was

a poem

here.

It's gone now.

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The mind aches.

The body withers.

Old and grey.

There was

a poem

here.

It's gone now.

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CADWEN’S LAMENT
 

I never expected to cradle you in my arms
With such tenderness and fear.
Your eyes, unopened, your skin
Dark like the man I loved for only a passing night.
Your delicate lips, your hands:
So small and so fragile.
I fear you will crumble at my touch.

They wrap you in blue, my daughter—
My warrior, my fighter
My child.
They wipe away the blood,
The sweat,
The grime that comes from dancing
On the edge of life and death.

LIONESS 

Little girl
Too long you have wandered in the open.
Too long you have bowed your head.
Too long you have fought without cause.

Little girl
You never weary of raising your voice.
You never tire of the burn in your throat.
You never feel your fervor diminish.

But now is not the time for outrage.
Now is not the time for war.