for Nicole
a new season love you are turning
and dark ashes are falling
do not lose heart
though reason is lost and treaties burn
the good in us surfaces
yet fear goes on
so we forge a vision beyond our hate
and then burn that metal to cast new fate
and as heavy mists fall on the widest eye
while our prayers keep the pain from coming
virgin boys die
tears become a strength that rivals our death
as we survive the innocent
of the Great Oak
there are sons and daughters we would like to hail
and relieve them of their constant strife
hello there, hail
so we forge a vision beyond our hate
and against all wanting we make it wait
Beautifully said. Men have to learn something better than hate from their life lessons.
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