You escaped the demon slaying:
You escaped the holy, praying:
And you escaped a mind,
I followed footsteps in the twilight:
I called to others to save your limelight.
Yet in the morn’ you’d lost the sunlight!
I summoned voices to save your last night…
I knew you could, you would, return –
Your name would once again
The throats of others burn.
We could’ve lived on forever
Although I pleaded, you claimed never,
Days would come when I’d know fever
Bear this heat (with you, survivor).
Our web of lies will not be forgotten
Another fable of the truly rotten
This high-hyped-pyre, this treaty written
Large of sound, yet lite on wisdom
Echoes of your grand lightening
Once in the dark, so wholly frightening.
You seemed the free one:
Was just my minds burst –
- this is an edited version of poem originally posted in summer of 2015.