A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

13 August 2014


When a dish falling

Sounds like the echo of a bomb

A whispered work

An order shouted

A glance becomes daggers


Where once a great councilor lead

Now dying solders run their own

Camped in what was a mighty fortress

Now they cower in crumbling ruins

Unable to stand their ground


This constant

Battle against the unslayable beast

Redefining fighting on the home front

For you sleep with your enemy.  

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